Sylvia snapped to look up at the voice that had called her. It was a familiar voice that had the power to pull her out of even void.
It was a voice that she had longed to hear, and yet at the same time, hot tears welled up in her eyes.
Her body trembled as her gaze moved up to see the owner of the voice.
Mikel stood in front of her, staring down at her coldly. There wasn't even a trace of kindness in his eyes.
Thank the heavens, he is safe. Sylvia let out a soft sigh which disappeared as another bout of pain engulfed her. Her teeth dug into her lips, trying to withstand the pain.
It hurt. It really hurt.
It was almost as if the shackles that bound her knew whenever she managed to muster a small amount of strength. It immediately drained it.
Sylvia looked up to see him again, hoping that the sight of his loving face could ease the misery she was going through.
