Xiran had been restless ever since Aselia got injured. He knew something was wrong with her, even thousands of miles apart they could sense each other.
He picked up his phone and dialled Frila, as soon as she picked up he urgently asked:
"Frila, when was the last time you took an update about her?" she knew what he meant.
"Two days back," she answered.
"Can you call and check? Then inform me, I am waiting," the desperation in his voice was very evident and she could sense it.
"On it, Señor," she reassured him and once he ended the call she instantly texted Yurian.
Yurian was fetching food for Aselia at that time when his phone chimed with her message. Taking it out he saw it was from Frila:
[Hi! Yurian, how is it going? How is Aselia doing? What's new with life?]
