When Ariana approached once more, the voice utterly changed. It seemed as though another person had started to speak.

Ariana stood at a crossroads, grappling with the decision of whether to knock on the door, but Adele tugged at her clothes, leading her forward by the hand.

Ariana clutched Adele’s hand firmly, following her lead with the determination.

Adele led Ariana to her room.

Ariana redirected her focus back to Adele, watching as Adele took the incomplete drawing and ventured into its depths, providing her with a psychological estimation.

Adele obediently held the pen, bringing closure to the unfinished artwork. Ariana patiently steered her course, yet the more she observed, the deeper her unconscious furrowed brow became.

to be a thornier maze than Ariana had

initially believed her speechlessness, self-harming tendencies, and episodic outbursts to be the apex

deeper and more unpredictable emotions beneath

graver situation than Ariana had ever

help but sympathize with the young girl before

her pathological deductions led her to conclude that Adele’s condition was not congenital autism but rather an acquired

clutched Adele’s artwork, feeling an inexplicable surge

a physician, ensuring that her emotions did not taint her treatment or judgment of a patient’s family. Nevertheless, Adele’s plight stirred an indescribable fury within

befallen such a tender soul to bring

deeply to

Holden had gone to great lengths to seek treatment for Adele, trying myriad methods. He apparently cared deeply

Noticing Adele’s lack of resistance, she gently caressed her head and commenced interactive games and

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