Noah stepped out of the CT room, his face full of confusion as he looked around.

“Dad, Lucian… why are you here? Why am I at the hospital? Wasn’t I just performing at a concert in Canada?”

He blinked, bewildered. Moments ago, he had been singing on stage, and now he was suddenly back in the U.S., undergoing a medical checkup.

“Don’t you remember what happened?” William asked, staring closely at Noah’s expression, trying to read something from it.

“No… remember what?” Noah frowned, genuinely puzzled.

Michael said gently, “The accident on stage in Canada… you don’t remember that?”

Noah shook his head, incredulously. “You’re joking, right? I don’t feel...