The bandaged woman was Sally, Debraâs close friend, and I recognized her instantly.
In the blazing fire that raged through Roz District, Sally suffered grave injuries and found herself confined to the same hospital as Dylan.
Driven by curiosity, I couldnât resist stealing a quick glimpse of them.
I drew in a sharp breath.
Debraâs friend appeared far more sorrowful than I had anticipated.
Her entire body bore the scars of the flames, encased in layers of bandages akin to a mummy.
My heart swelled with happiness.
Debra and her friend deserved a harsh fate.
Though it was regrettable that Sally had not met her end, she now faced a lifetime of enduring her disfigurement.
There could be no crueler punishment.
Confusion swirled within me.
Why did these two individuals choose this particular moment to approach the villa?
I observed as they opened the villaâs door, yet neither security guards nor servants appeared.
I suspected Caleb must be inside, but fear kept me from entering.
I stood quietly outside, pondering the idea that I needed to seize the chance to speak privately with Caleb.
If I could just avoid crossing paths with Debra, negotiating with Caleb would be half as challenging.
Before long, Sally and Carlos emerged, wearing cheerful expressions, particularly Sally.
Although I couldnât see her face, the delight in her eyes was impossible to miss.
What baffled me even more was the absence of the bandages on Sallyâs leg.
Her once-burned leg now appeared smooth and unblemished.
This made me confused.
To my knowledge, Sallyâs leg had suffered burns.
Why had they suddenly healed?
Driven by curiosity, I covertly trailed them.
Sally happily climbed into the car.
As Carlos prepared to drive, he secured her seatbelt and carefully adjusted the bandage on her face.
At that moment, I was astounded to see that Sallyâs face had fully recovered.
Deniseâs POV:
What in the world was happening?
Where were those awful burns on Sallyâs face?
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I couldnât wrap my head around it.
Before I could even make sense of things, Carlos appeared to sense something and shot a sharp look in my direction.
My breath caught in my throat, and I scrambled to hide in the corner as fast as lightning.
Thankfully, Carlos didnât spot me.
The carâs engine roared to life, and it sped away within seconds.
Finally, I let out a relieved breath.
I acted quickly, thankfully, or Iâd have been caught.
But there was one puzzling mystery.
Sallyâs face was wrecked, yet she seemed to recover so swiftly.
Who cured her?