Chapter LXXXII
Rohana sat in front of Yacen who's clearly showing the symptoms of turning. He's pale, so pale that the veins in his hands and neck are too visible from his skin. He's something growling in pain and in discomfort. He's strapped tight in a chair as well as his head, preventing him from moving and that only makes him more aggressive.
"Yacen?" She called for him when she noticed that he's having a hard time focusing.
"What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here." He voice sounds like it's restrained from going out of his mouth and he's tossing and turn himself even if the straps stops him so.
"Why didn't you tell me? Huh?" She asked him, with her unshed tears. Her eyes has the reflection of thousands of diamonds. "Why?" She reached out for his hand but instantly pulled a
