Marina screamed and woke up from her dream—no—nightmare. She found herself back at the Carlton residence, not on that operating table.

"You're finally awake, Marina." Otto's gaze on her was soft.

"I'm alive?" She glanced at her perfectly intact limbs.

Those few hours were basically hell. She didn't know what Olivia had done to her.

"Silly you. Of course, you are. Why don't you try walking around?"

Her head felt dizzy from the confusion.

Did Olivia treat her legs? Would Olivia be so kind as to do so?

Lifting the blanket, Marina noticed the machinery legs replacing her shins.

She drew a sharp breath in and slowly got out of bed.

The solid touch, which had been absent for years, brought her to tears.

"How do you feel? Good?" asked Otto.

"These are artificial legs, but I heard that they are more advanced than anything you can find in the market. You can walk and jump and run as you like!

"They function better than those of average people. If you're bothered by the appearance