A shudder ran through her. Steadying herself, she forced a response. “Understood.”

Just typing those letters felt like an ordeal.

Two weeks! For Sophia, that was nowhere near enough time. Yet she had no choice. She had to press forward.

Suddenly, a voice cut through the silence. “Who are you texting?”

Sophia’s heart pounded in her chest. She wondered how long Katelyn had been there and why she hadn’t noticed her presence.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she glanced at Katelyn with an indifferent expression and asked, “Can I help you?”

Katelyn glanced quickly at the screen of Sophia’s phone. It displayed a casual chat with a regular friend, messages about health—nothing out of the ordinary.

“Looks like you’ve been enjoying yourself since I haven’t been here to treat you,” Katelyn replied, casually sitting down.

Her words hinted that she was here today to proceed with the detoxification.

Sophia was taken aback. She had expected Katelyn to postpone it or maybe not address it at all. But Katelyn had arrived today, and Sophia could only feel a wave of frustration.

Sophia thought Katelyn was being naive. She had always seen Katelyn as “foolishly kind-hearted.” How ridiculous!

Not holding back, Sophia said, “I thought you weren’t going to detoxify me.”

Her calm attitude suggested that, even if Katelyn didn’t go through with it, she would accept her fate.

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However, Katelyn wasn’t fooled by Sophia’s demeanor. “I’m not like others, so I’ll fulfill my promise,” Katelyn said with a small smile. Her words were clear, and Sophia understood exactly what she meant. She simply stared at Katelyn in silence.

Katelyn didn’t want to waste any more words on Sophia. She focused on the task at hand, exerting even more effort than before.

Sophia, despite her earlier resistance, handled the pressure well. Her injuries had mostly healed, so her wounds didn’t reopen during the therapy.

Two hours passed as the therapy continued. The remaining water had changed color, now tinged with a deep red. It looked like a basin of blood.

Despite everything, Sophia remained composed. She felt unusually at ease, her body relaxing in the tub. She had never felt this way before.

She glanced at Katelyn and said, “This time feels easier than the last; much better.”

As Katelyn was tidying up, she looked at Sophia and arched an eyebrow. “It should be. If it weren’t, it would mean my medical skills aren’t up to par.” Katelyn said this with full confidence.

Sophia sneered inwardly but said nothing, observing Katelyn in silence.

Once Katelyn finished, she turned and left without saying another word to Sophia.

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