One Hundred and Thirty Five.

Lilah

Making my way down the steps, I’m hit with a cold breeze that almost takes my breath away. Looking back, I see Colt and Linc deep in discussion, but at the same time, I could hear Daphne down below, her quiet sobs filling the silence.

“Daphne?”

She stops crying and her hands appear through the bars of her cell, “Lilah? Is that really you?”

Stepping in front of her cell, she pulls me in for an awkward hug, holding on tightly. “Lilah, you have to make them understand.”

“I’m trying.” I mutter. “But Colt still thinks you still want revenge, that’s why he is blaming you. He is refusing to listen to me.”

“You’re not wrong. I did want revenge, but only because I was angry. When I saw Linc's dead body, anger was all I felt but then… I saw him, standing in front of me, like he had never died, only his eyes were black and all the anger, it disappeared.”

“Do you know what happened with the hospital?” I ask quietly

She shakes her head. “Linc told me, but it doesn’t make any sense. Ho