"Ophelia!" Zoila shouted.
From what Amaris heard, it was the name of the witch that could help get her memories back.
"We have no time. I came here as soon as I heard that you found her." The witch said, looking at Zion.
Then she turned her gaze to Amaris. She walked towards her and looked at Zion. He waited for the witch's response.
"It's her. Your lover." The witch said.
Amaris felt Zion's arms tightened on her waist. Zoila's face lit up and she could see that tears were starting to fall from her eyes. Cole and Xander were also happy with the confirmation of the witch.
Amaris, however, couldn't understand the reason for their happiness. Ophelia frowned when she saw Amaris face full of confusion. Zion took a deep breath and looked at the witch.
"First off, Ari, this is Ophelia, the High Priestess of the Underworld. Ophelia, this is Amaris or Ari. She couldn't remember anything about me. Love, can you tell her?" Zion said in a gentle voice.
