I blinked, shaking my head to clear the vision. I did not know why I suddenly got that specific memory right now. It felt strange to remember a moment of closeness when, in reality, she still hated me with every fiber of her being.
The sudden mental shift caused a sharp, throbbing headache to form behind my eyes. I rubbed my temples, wincing at the pressure. One of the site foremen walked past me, carrying a clipboard. He noticed my expression and stopped.
"Are you feeling alright, Mr. Vincent?" the worker asked. "You look a bit pale."
"I have a severe headache," I told him, keeping my voice low.
"You should see the site nurse," the worker suggested, pointing toward a hallway near the back of the lodge. "We have a fully equipped medical station set up just past the administrative offic
