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The End 2 days later… On the seventh floor of the Royal London Hospital, Sarah was in a waiting area facing the large windows, admiring London's architecture. It was a large area, with chairs and sofas. However, she was sitting in her wheelchair, wearing her prosthetic legs. The SATS on her right arm was no longer in a sling, and her left arm was no longer in a cast. Nadia's bodyguard had taken advantage of Sarah's unconsciousness and applied a fiberglass long arm cast to immobilize Sarah's only whole and free limb. Perhaps Nadia thought it would be more fun to see Sarah even more powerless. Sarah smiled as she imagined Julie admiring the LAC on her arm, perhaps even asking to sign it or draw a happy face. Two men in suits stopped, one on either side of Sarah, bringing her out of her thoughts. "Hi Sarah. How are you?" "I'm fine, just very tired! How are things going, James?" Sarah replies sincerely. James sits down in a chair next to Sarah. "We're finished here; we've

The End 2 days later… On the seventh floor of the Royal London Hospital, Sarah was in a waiting area facing the large windows, admiring London's architecture. It was a large area, with chairs and sofas. However, she was sitting in her wheelchair, wearing her prosthetic legs. The SATS on her right arm was no longer in a sling, and her left arm was no longer in a cast. Nadia's bodyguard had taken advantage of Sarah's unconsciousness and applied a fiberglass long arm cast to immobilize Sarah's only whole and free limb. Perhaps Nadia thought it would be more fun to see Sarah even more powerless. Sarah smiled as she imagined Julie admiring the LAC on her arm, perhaps even asking to sign it or draw a happy face. Two men in suits stopped, one on either side of Sarah, bringing her out of her thoughts. "Hi Sarah. How are you?" "I'm fine, just very tired! How are things going, James?" Sarah replies sincerely. James sits down in a chair next to Sarah. "We're finished here; we've