CHAPTER 82 - THE AWAKENING OF SOPHIE

I regained consciousness and immediately realized that something was different. Denver was beside me in bed, with a static look filled with distress and concern.

I joked, trying to ease the tension: “Assessing which spell you'll use to kill me?” I sat up slowly, but I felt weak and dizzy.

“Sophie? You've finally awakened!” he quickly replied.

“Finally? How long have I been sleeping?” I asked, surprised.

“For... How long do you think?” Denver hesitated for a moment before responding.

I looked at him, realizing it was much longer than I had imagined. “For my well-being, just a day... Three days?” I asked curiously.

“In reality... It's been a month since you passed out. We were very worried,” he admitted awkwardly.

My reaction was one of shock: “A MONTH?” I exclaimed, covering my mouth with my hands.

I started coughing with a dry mouth as some memories began to return. Furthermore, I recalled the revelation about my mother's possible dark nature, my father's visit, and the mystery surrou