#Chapter 141 Suspicion

I looked up and almost cried as Candido came staggering down the hall. He looked hazy, clutching his shoulder. His arm hung uselessly at his side and unmoving. He seemed to be wearing a glove on that hand but not the other. It was weird. “Candido!” I cried, my eyes tearing up. “Finally, I—” I went quiet as he froze in his tracks, staring at me with narrowed eyes and suspicion. His eyes darted over me, but it didn’t feel like he was looking for injuries. It looked like he was trying to figure out if I was real or not. He leaned against the wall, but he got no closer. Then, his eyes got darker. “Who are you, and where is Hedy?” I flinched at his tone and sniffled. “What are you talking about? It’s me—” “Don’t lie to me!” Candido yelled. “You aren’t Hedy. I know what she smells like. You’re not her. Where is she?” I stumbled towards him. “But, Candido, it is me.” He growled at me. I jumped back, frightened by his aggression. His nostrils flared as he bared his teeth. “Why