Emma knew he couldn't remember, so she helped him settle into the recliner, deciding not to stress him out further.
"Just stay here. I'll be back in the afternoon. Here's some warm water, and the coal stove nearby will keep it from cooling down. Pour some into the cup and let it cool a bit before you drink."
Emma placed everything within Dustin's easy reach, so he wouldn't have to move a muscle.
The village might have been humble, but the view from this spot was stunning—a landscape painted in shades of green, soothing on the eyes.
Once Dustin was settled, Emma picked up her basket and headed up the mountain again.
Dustin sat back in the recliner, hearing the harsh coughing coming from inside the house. He knew it was Emma's mother. He'd heard that her health had always been fragile, requiring her to drink loads of herbal remedies just to manage getting out of bed.
Dustin was a patient himself, so the two hadn't met yet.
Leaning back, he squinted his eyes, intending to rest, but his thoughts drifted back to his search for his sister.
But who was she?
Just thinking about it sent a sharp pain through his head. His face went pale as he realized he had to take it easy and slowly calmed the emotions swirling inside him. Finding his sister seemed like an obsession, the most important task of his life. But for now, he needed to focus on getting better.
At ten o'clock that evening...
Brielle sat on the couch for a while before making her way to the study. Dustin might have had a carefree demeanor, but his study was impeccably organized. The desk was cluttered with documents and a computer, while a chalkboard on the wall was marked with various countries and cities. The dense handwriting showed just how diligent the note-taker had been.
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