Chapter 89
"So what do we do now?" asked Aris, brushing off her hands, relieved that the situation seemed to be settling down, wondering about the next steps.
"We should look for clues or individuals that could be key to this case. Someone connected to your husband's past would be ideal," mused Lusia, responding to Aris's query while naturally shifting her gaze...
"And we have such a person right here, aside from me," she continued, turning her attention to Elina.
Elina, seemingly aware of Lusia's intentions, stood silently with a complex expression, mixed with confusion and a hint of resignation.
"Elina... I remember that night. In the dark hours before dawn, I saw how you were prepared to face even death to protect your husband," Lusia recalled, her words stirring a sense of bewilderment and guilt in me. It was surprising that Elina, seemingly a stranger in my memory, shared such a deep bond with me.
"Do you know something?" Lusia asked her sharply, her eyes piercing like a detective making a keen inquiry.
Elina maintained silence for a moment, then, with a distant look in her eyes, she finally began to speak.
"The truth is... Harold has lost his mem—"
Zap! Suddenly, an unknown current, like nothing I'd ever felt before, shot through me.