#Chapter71
Jacen’s POV:
Sydney’s in her coronation blue dress, which is badly torn right below her knees. She’s looking like someone hurt her horribly. She’s much thinner than I saw her some days ago. For her, it must be more than a week. I miss her. I can’t see her in this state. How can I let her suffer for these many days? This is terrible.
/"We need to find her soon. Why the hell she’s in a cell?/" I shouted at the crystal, which obviously won’t reply to me.
