At that moment, Maddie began to cry, and that was when I realized this wasn’t a joke.
She no longer looked the way she had three months ago.
Her hair was darker now, her face looked thinner, and of course, I didn’t fail to notice the bruise on her left cheek.
I shook my head and frowned.
“How could I have been here for three months without remembering any of it?”
Maddie lowered her gaze.
“They’ve been keeping you sedated,” she admitted in a broken voice. “Josh has been giving you drugs almost every day, through injections. Whenever you woke up or became too difficult to control, he made sure you fell asleep again.”
A chill ran through my entire body.
“That’s why your memories are so confused,” she continued. “You’ve spent most of these three months unconscious or barely aware of wh
