The call came at 2:03 a.m.
My phone lit up the dark bedroom, buzzing against the nightstand like it was afraid of being ignored. Unknown number. I nearly let it ring—but something in my chest tightened before my hand even reached for it.
“Is this… Margaret Ellis?” a young voice asked, unsteady and hurried.
“Yes.”
“This is Nurse Caldwell at …
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