Patricia's POV
We got home immediately, and our prisoner was out on house arrest. She spoke again when we sat her down on the couch.
I had already briefed her on our way here and although she said nothing in response, it was cool to know that she was at least listening. She confirmed it when she suddenly spoke, and I rushed to join her on the couch while Liam stood at a corner, boiling. We didn't even care for the other members we caught.
"I had no idea I was hidden or missing. I didn't even know people were scared of me. Your Ex husband, I've never even seen him before. I apologize, but you'll get nothing from me because I don't even know you." She said calmly, but she was still being spiteful.
"You lost your memories?" I just couldn't understand it. My sister was back! My parents would be so happy, but they didn't deserve to know. The reason my life had been so shitty for the past couple of years, sat across from me. It was unbelievable.
