The blanket had been folded neatly, and all the equipment that had previously been there to sustain Rosalyn's life was missing.
The room was so clean that it was as though no one had ever been there.
Charles was so shocked that he almost lost his balance.
"What's going on?" he turned to stare dazedly at Heather. "Did Luna change your mother to another room?"
Heather knew precisely where Rosalyn was, but she still had to put on an act for Charles' sake.
She furrowed her brows. "I wouldn't know; Luna hasn't told me about it before.
"That's strange. Mother was still laying on this bed when I came here to visit her yesterday morning, so where did she disappear in just a day?"
With that, she lifted her head to glance at Charles' pale face and reassured him in a gentle voice, "Father, don't be upset. I'll go ask Luna right now.
"Maybe Luna changed Mother into another room since summer is coming soon."
Heather let out an exhale and let go of Charles. Just as she was about to walk out of the room, someone
pushed open the door.
Luna showed up at the door, dressed in her pajamas." You don't have to come to find me. I'm here."
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