Chapter 357

So, it was all just an illusion. Even my dad's voice was just a figment of my imagination. They had been gone for ten years. How could I possibly have heard their voices just now? I stood there, disoriented. As the last light from the window faded, the room fell into darkness. I started sobbing uncontrollably. The profound sorrow of losing my parents and never seeing them again engulfed me. That night, I slept restlessly, even dreaming of my parents. When I woke up, I felt utterly exhausted, as if I had been through a lot of physical labor. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. At that moment, I realized that I was ill. I lifted my hand to feel my forehead—it was warm. "Mae, are you up?" Brandon's voice resonated from outside the door. I opened my mouth and tried to respond. However, my voice came out in a whisper, and my throat felt painful like I had swallowed shards of glass. I had no choice but to text him on my phone. "I'm sick. You can use the key to come in." He had a ke