Daveyâs expression hardened.
âSince thatâs the case, Iâll grant your wish.
â
He clapped his hands, and a door swung open, echoing through the room.
Bathed in the bright light, Raegan realized she was in what appeared to be a cold storage room.
Davey was unaffected by the chill, thanks to his specially designed clothing.
A figure clad in black entered, pushing a wheelchair.
The bright reflection obscured the seated personâs identity.
Davey walked over, took control of the wheelchair, and pushed it closer until the woman seated became clearly visible.
Raegan was struck silent by the sight.
Floods of childhood memories washed over her.
Memories of her mother singing lullabies to put her to sleep and holding her hand as they bought ice cream crossed her mind.
Despite the passage of time, her motherâs face remained remarkably youthful, barely touched by the years.
Raeganâs lips trembled, and she finally whispered, âMomâ¦â Her voice echoed with a deep sorrow, as if they had been separated for centuries.
Casey showed no response to Raeganâs call of âMom.
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Desperate to embrace Casey, Raegan found her legs frozen stiff.
Attempting to move caused her to collapse to her knees.
She tried to crawl toward Casey, her vision blurred with tears, repeatedly murmuring, âMom⦠Momâ¦â
Yet, Casey looked on indifferently, as if she didnât recognize her daughter at all.
Just as Raegan neared Casey, Davey cruelly stepped on Raeganâs fingers, his expression icy.
âSee, Casey doesnât care about you at alllâ
Raegan noted that Casey didnât even shift her gaze.
Something felt profoundly wrong.
It appeared Casey had experienced a tremendous shock to end up in such a state.
Davey returned Casey to the attendant in black, cautious not to reveal too much.
Ever since Casey had seen the lifeless body of Jimena, she had been in this condition, unresponsive, motionless, and devoid of expression.
Yet, she continued to eat, functioning mechanically like a robot.
Medical professionals had been unable to pinpoint any illness, attributing her condition to intense shock.
This time, however, it was clear Casey wasnât feigning her state.
Davey had conducted numerous tests, and Casey had not reacted to any stimuli, including the recent attempt to provoke a response by presenting Raegan.
Casey was connected to machines that monitored her heart rate.
Ordinarily, any parent reunited with a long-lost child would exhibit some heart rate fluctuation, especially someone like Casey, who deeply loved her children.
But Casey remained as unresponsive as ever even when Raegan called her, her heart rate unchanging.