"Hana!" Jacob blurted out but he was a step too late. Hana faded in the darkness and the two men were left behind, standing in worry once again.
Adam looked towards Jacob and didn't say anything. One word from him would lead Jacob to speculate and he promised that he would never tell him the truth unless it was Jacob himself who will discover the truth of Ivy Wilson's identity.
"That was Hana, right?" Jacob asked Adam. Sadness, pain and regret were crisscrossing on his face.
"What makes you think it's her?" Adam played dumb while turning his back to move to a different direction. He needed to do the job that the princess told him. "Hana is a pretty princess. She would never dress herself that way."
"No. I'm one hundred percent it's her." Jacob resolutely replied, firm and determined to prove his point. "The tattoo on her back, it's the tattoo that Hana got."
