Chapter 286: What She Buried
Orion leaned forward slowly, eyes fixed on her as if he wasn't sure he'd heard her correctly.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
Sophia didn't look at him at first.
Her gaze drifted to her hands resting on the blanket that was placed over her. She turned them over slowly, as if she were seeing someone else's fingers attached to her wrists.
"It wasn't recent," she murmured. "The memory I saw… I… it was from a long time ago, almost twenty years ago," she told them.
"I think… no, I'm rather sure of this." She gave Lysander a look. "You told me before, when I met with you, that my condition had to do with my mind protecting me, right?" she asked him.
"Yes," Lysander said with a nod.
"Well, my mind has been protecting me for a while," she said with a wry laugh, but then she shook her head. "Well, it's not like my mind was protecting me. It's more like I made myself forget that this even happened. I made sure to forget about it."
