Chapter 91a

Sarina

“Are you ready, Mrs. Lardizabal?” Dr. Miraez asked, and I nodded in response. Even though Jason scared me a bit, I couldn’t delay this any longer. I needed to remember anything about my past, like what Maximus told me.

I straightened up on the couch and looked again at Dr. Miraez, signaling I was ready for our session. I wasn’t sure if it was my desperation to remember. Still, I pushed myself harder, squeezing out every hidden memory. Minutes passed, and though it was difficult, something Jason had said earlier flashed in my mind.

“No, Sarina!”

“You’re mine!”

After that, memories started to flood back. It began with Maximus and me walking hand-in-hand to the airport restroom.

The restroom was clean and nice to use. I had just finished and walked out of the stall when I noticed a utility worker cleaning the mirrors. The worker was wearing a face mask, so I didn’t think much of it—it seemed normal.

I went to the sink, set my handbag down, and used my fingers to comb through my ha