".....Brow... Snowy is she alright..." hesitating to ask or not for a while, Ian finally asked the white deer.
The white deer sighed and nodded its head.
"Thankfully... I am not worried about her. I am... nothing," Ian sighed but when he saw the white deer giving it a look, he hurriedly tried to explain himself but quickly remembering the white deer couldn't understand it, he wave his head smiling.
What Ian didn't know was, it wasn't the white deer who didn't understand him but it was quite the opposite. He was the one who couldn't understand him.
Spirit animal understands every language in the universe but only the one connected to them or their fellow spirit animals can understand spirit animals.
While one child and an animal were conversing, the blue light surrounding Emery began to diminish.
And the moment, the blue light completely disappeared, an almost inaudible moan resounds in the room successfully gaining Ian and the white deer's attention.
Ian and the white deer looked towards Emery and then at each other.
".....Is she awake?" Ian whispered to Snowy, the white deer.
Snowy roll its eyes as if saying, 'isn't it obvious,' making its way to its partner.
It had many things to ask its partner.
Ian silently followed behind Snowy. He didn't want to but deep inside something kept urging him to do so.
Emery groggily opens her eyes only to find herself in the dark room. She was a little taken aback but thinking how it was as normal as any other day, she quickly adjust herself.
She mutters 'turn on the light' like every time she did when she was trapped inside her mind and happened to see she was in the dark room.
She did not expect to see the room brightens because she knew it won't, like all those times but she still did it with a little hope she always had inside her.
Like how a person trapped inside a dark room hopes to see light fully knowing it would be difficult.
She scoffs helplessly.
However, something happened.
Unlike any other time when no matter how much she screamed in her mind it won't turn on, this time it was different.
The dark room suddenly brightens up like a day.
She was stunned. Her eyes went wide.
Emery looked at her hands and slowly try to lift them. Her hands kept trembling in excitement.
She lifts it. She lifts her hands!
She could really lift her hands!
She couldn't believe her eyes at all.
She hurriedly gets out of bed and began to jump.
She laughed as she jumped on the floor.
"Ah! I can move."
"Ah! I can finally control my body." laughing and giggling, Emery continues to jump up and down. She was beyond ecstatic.
However, while she was happy jumping, laughing and giggling happily, a child and an animal took a step back wearily.
They looked at each other and then move their eyes to the woman and then at each other.
"... Did she lose a screw or a two?....." Ian whispered to Snowy.
Snowy was as confused as Ian. It hadn't been able to connect to its partner many times in the last 5 years and the only time it did its partner ever wished for it was to company little Ian.
And even then it couldn't stay for more than 2 to 5 minutes at maximum. So even though it find something interrupting their connection it couldn't do anything as it wasn't powerful enough.
But it seems it had made the wrong decision. It seems it should have looked into its partner's condition.
How else could it answer its partner's mental condition? In the time they hadn't met, Emery seem to have gone crazy.
Snowy shook its head at Ian.
"It's ok..... rather than her dull and dead face, it is far better," Ian mutter hugging Snowy's big head.
Ian couldn't understand why he liked this mother better than the dull one who would blankly look at him all the time.
Elated Emery suddenly stopped when she heard a murmur of sound from behind. Though it was almost inaudible, she still heard the milky sound with a hint of adult seriousness.
Her whole being turned stiff hearing that voice. She knew it was her son, the son she loved dearly but neglected for 5 years.
She wanted to turn and hug him tightly but the fear of being rejected made her unable to turn around and look at her child.
Emery has seen how averse her son has become to her... no he had no expectations from her. It was all dead.
It died at the hands of William and that little entity that has trapped her inside her mind.
No, she can't just blame others. If she had determinately divorced that trash of a man right after finding him cheating on her... maybe this wouldn't have happened.
Her son wouldn't have suffered and wouldn't have lost his faith and love for her.
She had to fix it herself. For her son, it was she who stayed silent and made him suffer. It was her silence and stubbornness that made him suffer at the hands of his father.
Since in his eyes, it was hers then it was her responsibility to make it right.
With determination to win her son back, Emery turn around to look at Ian but the moment their eyes met, tears began to flow from her eyes.
She stiffly walk to the child who was a carbon copy of hers, from their eyes, hair, nose and lips, it was almost identical to hers.
You can't see any shadow of William in their son. Her genes completely dominate his.
Noticing the woman stiffly moving toward him, Ian stiffen a little but when he saw her cry he turned completely rigid.
He had never seen his mother cry. Even when she had fought with his father, she would only act like crying but at this moment he could sense she was truly crying.
And these tears were meant for him.
Crying for him.