Jax looked at Roxana with his most confused face.
'The hell is going on?'
Then his gaze drifted to Lysandra in the distance. She looked like she wanted to approach, but her feet barely moved. Each step was forced. Hesitant. As if walking through invisible quicksand.
Her expression was pure horror.
Before Jax could ask what was happening, the little girl spoke.
"Big brother! Where have you been?!"
Her voice cracked slightly.
"I searched for you everywhere! I visited the park every single day thinking that one day I would find you and you would teach me again!"
Jax felt a pang of guilt looking at her face. Those wide eyes demanded answers while teetering on the edge of tears.
He sighed softly.
"I'm sorry, little one. I've been occupied by some stupid work."
He patted her head gently. Then, without warning, he lifted her into his arms.
She immediately lashed out, tiny fists pounding against his chest.
"I'm not a child! Why are you—"
Jax smiled warmly.
"Sshh."
