Reynard did not have any answer to her question. He fell silent, gave a small smile, and walked away from Aana. Disappointment had filled her. She had expected to have some answers, any kind of answers that would put her worries to rest. Even though Reynard seemed to have shrugged everything off as just dreams, she could not help the tension that filled her.
She had a brain surgery not long ago because of the accident. What if she had gotten sick? What if she was going mad?
The more Aana thought about these things, the more panic filled her. As the anxiety got too much to handle, she pushed away the chair and went back to her room to spend a sleepless night.
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"Ms. Reed, here is the bank statements for your personal and company account." Michael placed the files along with a pen dr
