Chapter 265 Amnesia

Leona's POV: "Miss! Miss! Can you hear me? Wake up!" Someone was shaking my shoulder gently. With great effort, I forced my eyelids open and saw a young face. It belonged to a boy of about ten, with sun-kissed skin and bright eyes that were fixed on me in worry. As he saw me open my eyes, he breathed a visible sigh of relief. "You finally woke up. I thought you were..." He didn't finish, but his expression said it all. I stared at him blankly, then took stock of my surroundings. I was lying on a bed that was not very soft but very clean, covered with a thin, plain quilt. The room was tiny and sparsely furnished, with dried herbs hanging on the wooden walls. Everything was unfamiliar. I frowned and tried to sit up, but a sharp pain stabbed my forehead, making me hiss in pain. "Don't move!" The boy hurried to hold me down. "You have a serious wound on your head. My mother's just finished bandaging it." A wound? As I raised my hand to touch it, my fingertips brushed against a