Chapter 281
Rowan relayed Kayla's message honestly. "Ms. Kayla said this is a cheap item made during an activity at the sanatorium. She tried making a protection charm and wanted to give it to you, hoping for your safety and well-being."
Myra looked at the charm in her palm, her emotions complicated. It was a cheap, small trinket one could find on the street for a few dollars.
What was rare, though, was that Kayla had made it herself sincerely.
"Silly girl..."
She gently stroked the charm, then asked, "How is Kayla doing at the sanatorium? Has anyone been mistreating her?"
"Well..." He hesitated, unsure how to respond.
Her heart sank when she heard this. "Just tell me!"
"Ms. Kayla has lost a lot of weight. She looks weak, and her complexion isn't good. She also has a serious wound on her head; it looks like she fell and hurt herself." Rowan reported. "The people at the sanatorium say she injured herself while falling."
"What?" Myra almost lost her temper again. If not for the last shred of

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