Chapter 35 The results came out negative

Natasha slowly emerged from the depths of sleep, her senses gradually awakening to the world around her. As her eyes fluttered open, she found herself in her hotel room, momentarily disoriented. It took a few seconds for the hazy outlines to sharpen, and her gaze settled on Dave, sitting beside her bed with a furrowed brow.

"D-Dave?" Natasha stammered, her voice barely a whisper. She tried to sit up, but her body felt heavy and sluggish.

Dave's concerned eyes met hers, and he sighed with relief. "Finally, you're awake. I've been trying to reach you all night. Why didn't you pick up any of my calls?"

Natasha blinked, her mind racing to grasp the fragmented memories of the previous night. "I... I don't remember receiving any calls," she replied, her voice laced with confusion. "My body felt strange, itching all over, and my vision became blurry."

Dave's brows knitted together, worry etching deeper lines on his face. "You don't remember anything after that? No missed calls, no messages?"