Chapter 92

When Sylvia woke up, everything before her eyes was still pitch dark. But gradually, dots of light appeared, followed by blurred figures. That's when Freya showed up.

By now, Sylvia could see clearly. She was just teasing Freya a moment ago, payback for spiking her milk.

Sylvia put down her finger and took a bite of a bagel. "You all go on, I'm fine now."

"But Freya..." Billie was worried, silently pointing towards the door.

"We're in a hospital. She wouldn't dare do anything."

"Okay then."

The three of them tidied up a bit and left the hospital room.

As soon as they left, Freya returned, her expression now calm, though a sinister smile played on her lips.

Sylvia pretended not to notice.

"Sylvia, the weather's so nice outside. How about I help you go for a walk? It might help you relax, and who knows, you might recover faster."

Freya walked over to the bed and, without waiting for a response, lifted Sylvia's blanket. Ignoring her blindness entirely, she began dragging Sylvia out of bed. Sylvia didn't resist, letting her lead the way out of the room.

"Freya, slow down. I can't see."

I've

blind, didn't bother hiding the mocking smirk

however, instantly sensed that Freya was up to no

her into the hospital's

suddenly letting

forgot to grab you a jacket. Wait here, I'll go

can't see.

I'll be

voice trailed off ominously as

by the pond,

early morning garden was deserted, a chilly

herself, shivering slightly,

the pond. Then,

approached

the fox had finally shown

lifted to push

her into a strong chest. The arms

Sylvia could react to the pain, a

was floundering

Sylvia was too shocked to pay her any attention,

was he doing

remembered she was supposed to be blind. Quickly lowering her gaze,

out of

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