Chapter 953

Nathaniel sighed as he gazed at the moon outside the window with deep, intense blue eyes. He retrieved a small packet of powder no bigger than a fingernail from his pocket and gently rubbed it between his fingers, seemingly to be pondering something deeply. … On the fourth day of treatment, Phoebe finally regained consciousness. She lay weakly in bed, her eyes half-open, devoid of the usual frenzy of self-harm. Instead, she appeared lost and disoriented, as if her soul had been taken away. Sheena, Howard, and Riley watched her anxiously as she leaned against the headboard. With teary eyes, Howard suppressed his excitement and asked, "Phoebe, I'm Howard, your boyfriend. Do you remember me?" Phoebe kept her head down, showing no reaction whatsoever as if she had not heard him speak at all. Sheena leaned in closer and whispered, "Do you still recognize me? I'm your best friend from the orphanage in Farlem." If it were not for her occasional blinking, Sheena and Howard