Chapter 224 The Handkerchief She Kept

• Back in her room, Natalia finally broke down.
• Tears streamed uncontrollably as she paced the floor, her mind replaying her mother’s empty gaze—the kind of lifeless despair that could only come from enduring something utterly inhuman.
• She didn’t know what Ryan had been giving her. Injections. Pills. Treatments. She didn’t know whether any of it was responsible for her mother’s dazed, broken state.