Chapter 305

I still didn't understand what the Sterlings had done to Ruben or why Reginald had said those things.

Maya's loss was irreversible. There was no going back.

I walked over to the operating table. Maya lay there, numb.

Her face was ghostly pale, slick with cold sweat. She seemed to be hanging on by a thread.

The doctor explained she was resistant to anesthesia, meaning the procedure would have to be