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enjoyed what had just taken place? Or was she hypnotized, under some sort of spell? Chris looked over and said, “Don’t worry, you won’t see me again. Unless you need my assistance, of course, in which case I’m always up for defiling an otherwise-good woman.”
    His sneer was irritating, as was his tone. Caitlyn said, “I hope you enjoyed yourself. I didn’t do this for my sake, I did it for my sister.”
    “But you were soooo good,” he replied, the words crawling off his tongue.
    Caitlyn could see the hospital and wanted out of the car as soon as possible. She didn’t ever want to see this man, this beast, again.
    “Unlike your sister, who just lied there,” Chris said.
    Caitlyn’s blood went cold. “What?” she managed.
    “Amber was pathetic. They’re no fun if they don’t respond,” he said. “You, on the other hand, were quite the enthusiastic, passionate fuck.”
    Caitlyn stared, shocked and bewildered. She couldn’t grasp what Chris was saying.
    “Oh, come now. Surely you didn’t think you survived that car crash without a little unholy intervention?” Chris continued as the Ferrari turned into the hospital entrance. “She actually cried, the little twat, especially when I fucked her tiny virgin ass.”
    Caitlyn’s brain was buzzing loudly as the car pulled to the curb. A blind fury rose inside her and she tried to slap Chris with all her might, but he stopped her wrist in mid-air. With pure, unadulterated evil in her eyes, he hissed, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Caitlyn opened the door and jumped out, running toward the hospital entrance. She tripped and fell hard on the concrete, then scrambled inside in time to hear the Ferrari’s tires squeal as it pulled away.
    People turned to look at the woman with the torn jeans and bloody knee as she ran through the lobby towards the restroom. Caitlyn locked the door and slid to the floor, gasping for air.
    It was a while before Caitlyn regained some semblance of composure. She tried to wrap her brain around what the monster had said about Amber, eventually accepting the dreadful truth. Five years earlier, the doctors had termed Caitlyn’s recovery “unprecedented” and “a miracle” — now she knew why. How many women had Satan taken advantage of in this way?
    She washed her face and removed the blood from her skinned knee, then left the restroom. In the lobby, she checked her phone and saw numerous missed calls and unread texts, all from her mother. Caitlyn headed for the intensive care unit and heard someone shout her name. The very sight of her mother caused tears to flow, and when her mom relayed the joyous news about the improbable change in Amber’s condition, Caitlyn cried even harder.
    Amber was transferred back to a regular ICU room a few hours later, and Caitlyn and her mother were reassured they would be allowed to visit the next day.

Chapter 12
    Caitlyn’s sleep that night was fitful with images of both Chris Titan and the demon version of him that she had fucked. She was awake and drinking coffee long before dawn, and was already at the hospital when her mother arrived early in the morning.
    Later that morning the doctor gave them permission for a short bedside visit with Amber. Caitlyn hugged her sister, but could barely look her in the eye. Their mother told Amber how worried they’d been, how close the doctors said she’d been to death. Amber listened intently, glancing occasionally at Caitlyn, who kept her head down.
    “The doctors have no idea why you recovered so quickly,” the older woman said. “They said it was a miracle.”
    Caitlyn looked up, and Amber was staring straight at her. The two sisters quietly searched each other’s expressions.
    It was a while before their mother left the room to get coffee, giving the girls a chance to talk alone. As soon as she was gone, Caitlyn approached Amber’s bed, tears already streaming down her face.
    “I had no choice,” Caitlyn whispered.
    Amber looked