"Zane… tell me the truth…"
"Where are they… Are they still alive…?"
Zane Patterson could no longer hold back. He pulled her into a tight, desperate hug.
He buried his head in her shoulder, his breaking voice whispering in her ear, "Annelise… I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…"
He didn't say they were dead.
But his tears, his embrace, his apologies—they said it all for him.
She couldn't believe it. Just a short while ago, the three of them were fine at Riverview Temple, about to have a vegetarian meal.
How could it suddenly…
The next second, a gut-wrenching pain shot through her stomach.
The pain was so intense that she instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
She curled into a ball, clutching her lower abdomen. "Zane…"
Zane Patterson looked at her immediately. "Annelise, is it your stomach? Wait, just wait for me. I'll go get the doctor."
He let go of her and rushed out of the tent like a madman.
"Dr. Andersen—!"
"Dr. Andersen—!"
