CHAPTER 356

ADAM’S POV

Seeing the Mitchells questioning Aria like that, I had to step in. I couldn’t let them push her into remembering anything that could potentially harm her recovery. The doctor’s warnings echoed in my mind—any sudden shock could have catastrophic consequences.

The Mitchells, understandably desperate for answers about their son, were becoming more insistent, their tone growing more desperate with each passing second. But I had to protect Aria, to ensure she remained safe, even if it meant sending them away empty-handed.

Their faces twisted with frustration as they realized they wouldn’t get the information they were seeking from us. I could feel the tension in the room spike as they turned from pleading to accusatory, their disappointment evident.

Despite their persistence, I held firm, gently but firmly escorting them out of our house. As the door closed behind them, the weight of the situation settled heavily on my shoulders. I knew they were hurting, and I knew how desperat