"Times are difficult now. You can't stay in the military base anymore. I'll write a letter for you. Submit it at the front gate, and you'll be allowed into the SiIvy base you saw earlier. Go there without hesitation."
Bella had blinked, confused and overwhelmed. "Why help me…?"
Dante's expression remained heavy, but his tone softened ever so slightly.
"Once you enter the base, inform Ivy... the representative, about your power. She'll understand your value and arrange a proper job for you. Surviving is your top priority. You're important. Don't forget that."
Bella had felt her throat tighten with emotion. "You… you're not using me?"
Dante met her gaze steadily.
"If I wanted to, I could have. I could've controlled you, exposed your ability, or forced you to work under me. But I didn't. I'm sending you away because I know how dangerous the military has become."
Talia nodded, standing protectively near Bella.
Then Dante continued,
