Winston's expression turned somber, his eyes filled with compassion. "I'm afraid madam Laura's condition is quite severe, sir.
She has retrograde amnesia, which means she's unable to recall events from her past, including her time with you." Winston's voice was gentle, but the words still felt like a punch to David's gut.
David's eyes widened in horror as the truth sank in. "So, she won't remember me?" whispered, his voice trembling. "Or our life together?"
Winston nodded gently, his expression a mixture of sadness and compassion. "I'm afraid not, young master David. Her memories of you and your childhood together are gone."
The words hung in the air like a death sentence, leaving David feeling shattered.
As Winston left, David's face contorted in anguish, his features twisted in a mixture of pain and despair.
