Diana
I went to my mother's room with a syringe inside my jacket. That was an antidote to what her husband, Benjamin has been injecting her to keep her paralyzed. I even changed all medicines avoiding his gaze, not wanting to get caught by him. I don't know whether she is recovering or not. She better respond soon.
I am hoping her waking up soon. I don't know who is my father is, but I know the woman, who is lying motionless, is my mother. I am her replica. But how Skyla got some of Benjamin's features and also the same hair color as his! I have no idea about it. After seven months, I still don't know who our father is.
After injecting the antidote in her vain, I kept that syringe inside my jacket. I did not know how to inject a syringe before, but I had to learn that from Markov, the o
