Amber nodded. "You are too loyal to Summer and her family. That's good."
Maria looked at Amber with that questioning gaze. "Pardon?"
"I need your help and cooperation."
Reign crouched on the cold and hard bed she was lying on. How many days or weeks was she stuck in this disgusting cell?
She didn't know anymore. But, no matter how difficult and pitiful her situation was, she could still manage to display an emotionless expression on her face. No remorse. No response. No reaction.
This behaviour of hers, gave Harry a headache in all honesty. Although her trial was on going, her sternness was making justice useless. He wanted her to repent and regret. He wanted her to be tormented by her guilt. Yet, even though her trials were slowly putting her in a pit and the isolation that her cell was giving her, she was still unfazed.
Now, Harry was questioning himself. Were their efforts worth it?
