Bab 134: Little detour

Blake was putting on a pair of boots he found in a closet that turned out to be his size. The supple leather hugged his feet snugly, a testament to the meticulous attention to detail that seemed to permeate every aspect of the mansion. It appeared everything indeed was tailored made for him, from the perfectly sized boots to the well-stocked pantry and the tastefully appointed furnishings. Elena's earlier assurances about their seamless integration into this tropical retreat rang true in his mind.

As he laced up the boots, Blake couldn't shake the nagging feeling of disconnection that had plagued him since his memory loss. Each passing day seemed to deepen the void left by his forgotten past, leaving him with an unquenchable thirst for answers. Despite Elena's patient efforts to fill in the gaps and guide him through his own life experiences, he couldn't shake the desire to reclaim his memories on his own terms.