"Considering Mr. Brighthall's current condition, he wouldn't be able to accept the fact that he has forgotten many things," the doctor explained. "But isn't forgetting a good thing for you as well?"

"Yes, I was the one who drugged him. If he forgets, it truly is the best outcome for me," Deirdre confessed in a hoarse voice.

"Then it's all right," the family doctor replied.

Deirdre shook her head. "No, it's not."

"What do you mean?" the family doctor inquired.

Taking a deep breath, Deirdre continued. "At least there's one aspect here that I can't understand."

The family doctor gestured for her to continue.

"Why did Brendan's body react? He should have lost all sensation due to the side effects of the incense. Why did it..."

Deirdre believed that it was all an act by Brendan, a facade to protect her. Could it all be fake?

The family doctor fell into a brief silence. "I can't explain this either. It could be due to the effects of the medication, or perhaps his body is gradually r