Chapter 96

Katerina’s head slipped to the side, the grogginess that had clouded her vision temporarily receding.

Her mind felt like a junkyard, scraps of different memories playing around in there like it was a game.

She moved her lashes apart, the effort worth more than she could sustain.

As her consciousness started fading in, it brought with it remnants of the throbbing headache that felt distant.

Prying her eyelashes open, she raised a weak hand to shield her face from the harsh glare of the fluorescent bulb overhead.

What the hell?

With a groan, she pushed herself up on the bed struggling to make sense of where she was.

All she could make out was a dinghy room surrounded by scraps of old furniture and fabric, nothing could stand out to her.

Her head was throbbing fiercely now, almost as if someone had taken a hammer to her skull and began beating repeatedly.

Turning to her side, she saw a glass of water and a single tablet. Squinting at what was written on the body, she discovered that it

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