"Mr. Wolfe, hold on!"
I stop, turning to see Dr. Ramirez closing the distance. "What's the matter, doctor?" I ask.
She motions for me to follow her. A cold weight of unease settles in my chest as I match her stride.
We halt a bit down the hallway.
"Lucy's condition has changed since this morning," she informs me.
My throat tightens. "I know. She's awake."
"That's not all."
I brace myself, dread pooling in my stomach. "What else?"
She takes a deep breath, looking me straight in the eyes. "Lucy's been diagnosed with retrograde amnesia. It's a memory disorder as a result of her head injury."
I recoil, doubting my hearing for a second. "Amnesia? Lucy has amnesia?"
Dr. Ramirez nods. "Yes, her accident impacted her memory."
"All right," I say slowly, crossing my arms as I scrutinize h
