Xavier's POVThis must be the worst day of the Doctor’s life. Chained and surrounded by guards with half of WestMoon’s Elites gawking around, I’m certain this isn't what she planned for her first month in this pack. A hand touches mine, snapping my mind back to reality. “You're doing the right thing.” Jayda reassures me with a faint smile. My beautiful wife looks pale and weary. It saddens me to see her in such state, which brings my mind to a fixed thought; what if Dr Winter had actually poisoned Jayda? My eyes goes to meet her across the space. She's calm with a blank stare on her face, hands flaccid on her laps. She looks unbothered, a little hypnotized even. Apart from the incessant tapping of her left foot against the floor, there were no signs of anxiety in her. If she were guilty, she would be nervous definitely, but what if she's cold and manipulative, and just unremorseful for her crimes to even bother breaking a sweat? I sigh, returning my gaze to Jayda. “I know.” I giv
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