"Have the plane ready, we're heading to Kenzell. Now!"
"But boss, it's almost midnight. Can we fly early tomorrow instead? I'll arrange it now."
"According to the police records, Prisley wasn't injured."
Heath can finally breathe. She wasn't hurt. That was really a relief.
"A man helped her deal with another attacker. I'll get more details."
A man? Was it the person she said she loved in her dreams?
Heath didn't know how he hung up the phone, feeling completely overwhelmed.
Prisley had been missing for so long, causing him so much worry and fear, and finally, she reappeared!
He wanted to see her immediately, bring her back, and not let her leave his side for a single step.
With a few hours before takeoff, Heath couldn't sleep. Closing his eyes, all he could see was Prisley splattered with blood. His fingers felt cold, then his whole body.
These days, Heath still couldn't get used to Prisley not being around. He tried hard not to think about her because when he did, it felt hard to brea
