Chapter 37

• PERLAH’S POV
• I sat on the floor of the living room, thoughts of Arcane filling up my head and clogging up my senses. I still found it hard to believe that my son, my little boy was gone. I pulled two of his shirts I had gotten from the orphanage to my nose, sniffing it intensely, trying to preserve his scent with me.
• “Perlah, you need to eat something, you haven’t had anything for 2 days now,” Rodrigo said and squatted beside me on the floor.