Chapter 115. He Lost His Memory

Sarah’s POV

I drifted through layers of consciousness, surrounded by noise and chaos my mind couldn’t process.

Voices argued around me, too loud, too jumbled—making my head throb with every syllable.

I couldn’t tell how much time passed before the commotion finally faded. My body swayed as I was half-carried, half-dragged to someplace soft.

Then came the sharp pinch of a needle entering my skin.

With tremendous effort, I managed to lift my eyelids just enough to make out the blurry image of a syringe in my arm.My throat felt like sandpaper as I struggled to form words.

“What... what are you... doing?” I croaked.<