Alice Smith's top of her head was still covered in soft black hair, and at a glance, no trace of wounds or bruises could be seen.
Keira Leaf withdrew her gaze, unable to make sense of everything that had transpired for a moment.
If, at first, she thought perhaps Alice's amnesia was caused by a head injury, then why were her memories not lost but instead tampered with?
Yes, tampered with.
This was the key to the entire situation!
But what kind of method could change someone's memories?
"Felicity, how about I bring the child to see you someday? Once you're discharged from the hospital, I'll have him recognize you as his godmother. Without you, something terrible would've happened to him," Alice implored earnestly.
Keira Leaf's eyes grew even wetter; unconsciously, she placed a hand over her now-flat stomach and nodded lightly: "Alright."
At this point, Joshua Sulliven rose to his feet, his face somber, and walked out of the ward.
