The oppressive air of the cell seemed to momentarily lift as Amelia's words filled the space.
Asher looked down into Amelia's tear-filled eyes, "Not anymore," Asher whispered, his voice tinged with an underlying wistfulness.
Amelia's entire demeanor crumbled at those words.
She suddenly clung to him, desperately seeking the reassurance of the man she once knew. She don't know how such a miracle can happen and by clinging to him, she wanted to make sure she wasn't dreaming.
Her tears wet his chest as she sobbed, every pent-up emotion from the past years spilling out at once, "I am sorry... I am so sorry... I knew it... I knew in my heart that you can't be dead... Nobody can get rid of you like that," her voice trembled with raw emotion.
The air around them seemed to change as Isola looked on with a soft smile.
The cell, which once felt like a cage, transformed into a cocoon, sheltering them from the world outside, if only for a moment.
