Hidden Identities
Margaret’s revelations were startling. ‘They hid your identities on purpose,’ she confided, eyes wide with remembered fear.
Emily’s hands clenched the table edge, steeling herself for the information. ‘But why?’ she asked, a mix of anger and disbelief swirling in her voice.
Hearing this felt like uncovering a hidden layer of ourselves. Margaret’s story was filled with fragments of a past intentionally concealed by someone high up in the hospital.