Chapter 115

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. The figure above me chuckled. "What does it look like? Giving you an injection, of course." An injection? Whatever was in that syringe couldn't possibly be anything good. "Don't... please stop..." I tried to resist, but my body refused to cooperate, leaving me helpless against the intrusion. "If tonight's client hadn't paid such a premium price requiring special treatment, I wo