Alastair was still in trance as he sat on the chair inside the gazebo. He was alone with his thoughts and questions. Saorsa had left after disclosing everything she knew about him and Samantha. Although he had got a few answers, a lot of questions had emerged in his mind subsequently, making him frown in frustration. Everything was a jumbled mess and Alastair realized that was running in circles to find his answers.
However, he did not know what to do either. The people who knew everything were unwilling to reveal the truth and the people who would tell him everything they knew did not know the truth. How was he even supposed to find out about him and Samantha?
