176. Carlos
I backed up and sat down on the couch, the thought of going to the dungeons forgotten for the time being.
“Are you serious? This isn't a joke, right?" My voice came out rough, disbelief laced in every word.
"Yes. It's true sir. I saw it with my own eyes," Monica confirmed.
For the first time in years, shock and unbelief coursed through me.
And then, slowly, a smile spread across my lips.
The moment Monica’s voice came through the phone again, my chest tightened.
"There is something else," she said, her voice carrying a weight that sent my pulse hammering.
I exhaled slowly, my fingers gripping the phone tighter.
"What is it?"
"The memories that were suppressed… they are coming back. She has remembered."
Everything inside me froze.
"She knows, Sir Carlos. She remember
