Told her

Margaret's steps echoed against the cracked pavement as she walked back towards the car parked in the shadows. The street was quiet, the only sound being the distant hum of city life, muffled by the thick night air. She clutched her coat tighter around her, the cold biting through the thin fabric, a stark reminder of the world she had been absent from for too long. The drugs had taken months to fully clear from her system, but the damage they'd done to her mind and body was evident in every pained movement, every hallucination that still sometimes flickered at the edge of her vision.