The man's smile faded slightly, and he curled his lips. "You're quite protective, aren't you?"

Not wasting words, Wilfred brushed past him and entered the facility, with Karina following closely.

As they passed, the man leaned in toward Karina and murmured in a low voice, "I just wonder if the one being protected is actually worth it."

Karina stopped in her tracks, glancing back at him as they reached the elevator.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised that she turned around.

She met his gaze and said evenly, "Why don't you wait and see?"

Ignoring the sudden spark in the man's eyes, she stepped into the elevator and took a deep breath.

Wilfred glanced at her briefly as she lagged behind but said nothing.

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and minimalistic. Wearing hospital-issued pajamas, the patient moved about within a severely limited range-about five steps from the bed to the washroom, no more than ten or so in total. The

chairs, a bedside lamp, and a stack of books on a small cabinet. There was no television or

of the room, tiny red dots blinked. Surveillance cameras monitored the patient's every

watched the live footage on the monitor, she couldn't help but scoff. "Keeping someone in a room like this? It's a

required a group vote,

rays from electronic

corner of Wilfred's lips curled in

had come from a so-called authority in

can't just treat someone like this. This isn't curing or saving lives it's illegal detention!" Karina's sense of justice flared, her

a moment, she entertained the wild thought

reality quickly grounded her. It wasn't just impossible. It would implicate

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