Chapter 73 An Important Place
In the room.
Charlotte hugged her legs as she curled up on the couch. Her messy hair covered most of her face.
She looked as if her spirits had been completely shattered.
A "creak" broke the silence and the tightly secured door was pushed open.
Charlotte no longer had the strength to see who it was.
After three days of struggle, her body was too exhausted to do anything.
Now all she could do was hope Madam Lane would eventually be clear-minded enough to let her go home.
But what worried her most was Sheryl. She was surely afraid of being home alone.
"Mommy!"
Was it an illusion?
Charlotte raised her head instantly and looked towards the door. She could discern two figures from the blinding lights.
Was it Sheryl and Shane?
Suddenly, her mind turned blanked before darkness consumed her and she fainted.
"Mommy, mommy, what's wrong?"