Elena’s POV
Two days later, they strapped me into the treatment chair again and this time, everything went black. No memories. No flashes from the past. Just a clean, terrifying void.
When I finally came to, Magmus was beside me, methodically wiping down the table like nothing unusual had happened. Across the room, Sara lounged on the couch, watching me with a small, unsettling smile.,“You’re awake,” she said softly, sweetness laid on too thick. “How do you feel?”
I didn’t answer. I wouldn’t give her that satisfaction.,My pulse thudded as I subtly adjusted my hair and glanced toward the window. The banyan tree outside. The treetops. My chest tightened. Zaky… please tell me you’re there.
“What are you staring at?” Sara asked, her voice light. I rolled my eyes. The woman despis
