Her heart felt as though it were being tightly grasped by something, and she felt a sudden piercing coldness throughout her body.
She hoped it was just an ominous premonition.
"Let me go, I am here to identify the child." Charlotte Green tried to break free from his embrace, but Kevin Cliff suddenly held her tight, startling her.
"Kevin, let me go!" Charlotte struggled violently, but he held her so tightly that there was no space left, making it hard for her even to twist.
Suddenly, her body stiffened.
Was he trembling, or was it her imagination?
After a long silence, a repressed and hoarse voice came from above her head, sounding like a throat that hadn't spoken for centuries, "I have already identified him, it's not Ethan; he is not our Ethan."
