"At least, if you leave, you can give them hope." James Lockwood clasped his hands behind his back, "But if you stay, you can't offer them any help."
James Lockwood's voice was not loud, but to Evelyn Morgan's ears, it was deafening.
Evelyn Morgan sniffed, her smile deepened at the corners of her lips, she lowered her gaze and gently parted her thin lips: "I understand."
Right now they're... trying everything they can to force her to leave.
"I just have one question I can't figure out." Evelyn Morgan did not raise her head, not wanting James Lockwood to see her vulnerable appearance.
"What?" James Lockwood asked.
"When I was kidnapped, the forces behind it clearly aimed to kill me. Now, why do they want me to leave? Who is trying to kill me? Who just wants me to leave, without taking my life?" Evelyn Morgan asked.
