Bryce broke the silence. “I was two,” he said, “maybe younger. I was building block towers with Aiden. And then the white coats came, and he got so scared, but he went with them anyway. When he came back, he was bruised all over and wouldn’t look at me.” Bryce frowned. “He didn’t cry. Not one tear.”
“What did they do to him?” Helena asked.
Bryce shrugged. “What they did to all of us. They called it ‘regeneration testing.’ They hurt us, and timed how long it took us to heal.”
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