Ivy looked at Ember, who rarely showed such vulnerability, and sighed softly. "You'll find out soon enough," she said, her tone gentler than usual.
"But don't worry too much; you never were the one who caused him any kind of pain... so he should react positively."
Ember's heart, throbbing with pain and fear, calmed down a beat.
Soon, they arrived at the place where Jay was.
He was lying on the lush green grass with a dazed expression. Metallic chains were restricting his mobility, while his eyes were filled with remorse.
On closer inspection, he looked like someone who wanted to end their life.
Jay was indeed feeling so.
From his perspective, he believed that one of the old women had most likely kidnapped him, and now he was either trapped in an illusion, placed in an experimental laboratory, or worse, already dead.
The faint sound of footsteps didn't ignite any hope; instead, the despair in his heart intensified.
