Even the oxygen for breathing seemed to become thin.
"Liam..."
She mustered all her strength, just about to speak, when a "Liam" was uttered from the depths of her throat, Liam Donald moved with the man to the Banquet Hall.
In the next second, a force pulled her body away, her body collided into a solid embrace.
Smelling the familiar scent, her emotions immediately ran out of control, "Thomas Shannon, I saw him, I saw him..."
"I know." Feeling her whole body trembling uncontrollably, Thomas Shannon held her tightly, gently patting her back with one hand, he lowered his head and softly asked by her ear, "Can you still walk?"
Sophie Sullivan clutched his front shirt tightly, the force so strong that her joints had already turned white, "Thomas Shannon, it's him, it's really him..."
"Fennie, you are out of control."
