Evangeline’s voice was weak, but the excitement in it was unmistakable.
“Mom… once I get her kidney, I’ll be cured, right?”
“With me here, you have nothing to worry about.”
After a brief pause, Evangeline spoke again:
“But… if we do this, will she call the police?”
Morgana let out a cold laugh.
“Once we take her kidney out, Nathaniel will have her thrown into the river. When she’s dead, who’s she going to call?”
I heard every single word clearly, yet gave no reaction, as if I were truly unconscious.
Soon, someone grabbed my arm. The needle pierced my skin—a faint sting.
They injected the anesthetic.
The d**g flowed into my veins, a cold sensation spreading from my arm, numbing my fingertips.
My vision began to blur. The lights stretched and smeared, sounds drifting farther and f
