Durrell Landon returned to the hotel room from the café, and Quiana Sutton was already awake. At this moment, she was staring blankly at the crown.
When she saw him push the door open and come in, her face automatically switched to a faint smile.
"Where did you go?"
"Just wandered around, staying in the hotel is boring."
She didn't bother to discern whether he was telling the truth or not, merely asking, "When are we going back?"
Durrell Landon lifted his eyelids to glance at her, "You want to go back?"
She nodded.
Just after waking up, she was in a state of weakness, her mind nearly blank, temporarily losing the ability to think. Now, fully awake, considering Durrell Landon's initial expression, she guessed a little.
Her alternate personality had awakened again.
It seized control of the body while she was in a coma.
Durrell Landon did not force her and agreed, "Okay."
...
When she returned to the Capital City, she found out that so much had happened.
