Looking at Demarion, Eliza were both anxious and uncomfortable.
It seemed that Demarion had forgotten more and more things.
It had only been two days since he fell ill. The little guy could no longer remember the things that happened between her and Beau.
She took a deep breath and stood up, holding Demarion tightly in her arms. "Well, your daddy and Braint are in Sage City. We are going to find them."
Demarion was still confused. "What are they doing there?"
"You're sick, Demarion. They're there to find an antidote for you."
Demarion frowned. "I'm sick?"
"Yes, you have a disease that makes you forget what just happened."
Eliza sighed and took out her cell phone to show Demarion the calendar. "Look, today's date is different from that in your memory, isn't it?"
Demarion stared blankly at the date and scratched his head. "It seems like it..."
"Did I actually sleep for so long?"
