Eve
When we dispersed, Maera was waiting in the hallway leading to Ellen’s room for me. In my hand was Ellen’s comprehensive report. My hand shook, but I hid it behind my smile as I approached the Eclipse Rebellion’s commander.
She looked like me—disheveled after the operations we’d both assisted in. The official high-rank Obsidian uniform she wore was crumpled and dirty. Shadows clung to her eyes, her face gaunt, not even masked by her scar. Still, my former would-be mother-in-law smiled.
"Let us get you to your room," I told her, turning her away from the room I was not yet ready to enter. Her face betrayed her confusion, but she let me lead her away anyway.
I opened the file as we walked, tilting it toward her so we both could see the contents of the tests run on Ellen while we were away.
My pulse skittered when my eyes caught the first lines concerning her condition.
PATIENT: Ellen Valmont
AGE: 23
APPARENT PHYSIOLOGICAL AGE: 47-52
I stopped walking.
Maera’s hand found my elbow, steadying me as I forced myself to keep reading.
PHYSICAL ASSESSMENT:
Advanced organ deterioration consistent with prolonged malnutrition and chronic stress
Liver function at 40% capacity (signs of previous failure, currently regenerating)
Kidney damage (Stage 2, reversible with treatment)
Bone density loss consistent with osteoporosis typically seen in post-menopausal women
Blood pressure: 85/50 (dangerously low, stabilized with IV fluids)
Muscle atrophy severe
Immune system severely compromised
Note: Cellular regeneration observed over a 6-hour monitoring period. Lycan healing factor appears intact but suppressed. With proper nutrition, rest, and medical intervention, prognosis is cautiously optimistic for physical recovery.
My throat tightened. I flipped to the next page.
PSYCHOLOGICAL ASSESSMENT:
Major Depressive Disorder (severe)
Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (complex)
Suicidal ideation (active within last 72 hours)
Psychotic episodes (auditory hallucinations, paranoid delusions)
Evidence of chronic self-harm (scars consistent with prolonged cutting, burning)
Dissociative amnesia (significant memory loss, particularly of the last 5 years)
Note: Patient is a danger to herself. 24-hour observation required. Psychiatric intervention urgent.
The words blurred.
Twenty-three years old.
My twin sister was twenty-three years old and her body was dying like a woman in her fifties.
"Eve," Maera whispered, her voice breaking. "Gods above..." Her voice trembled. "I am so sorry, Eve. Our Deltas were not able to help..."
"Don’t you dare blame yourself, or those wonderful people. You owe me no explanation."
I remained stoic, like every word was not another stab in my gut.
I flipped to the final page, where the attending physician had added personal notes.



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