Kaya froze, her throat tight. Yes. She remembered it all too well. Slowly, she gave a small nod.
"I thought so," he said quietly. "If I'm correct, that second poison was introduced six or seven months ago. Is that right?"
Kaya thought for a moment, then gave another nod.
"Good." His gaze sharpened. "After that… did you notice anything different? Any change in your body or your mind?"
Kaya's lips parted, but the answer took a moment to form. Finally, she muttered, "The urge to kill. It became weaker."
The physician's eyes glimmered faintly as he gave a small smile. "As I expected."
He leaned back. "And the third poison—it must have been about three to four months ago, yes?"
Kaya's brow furrowed, but she nodded again.
His tone dropped into certainty. "After that, your sleep improved, didn't it? And your headaches… lessened."
Kaya hesitated, weighing whether to answer. Finally, she admitted, "Yes."
