Chapter 68

• Life is so unpredictable. One moment we're dreaming, hoping, and then in the next, we're crashing, crumbling.
• Leaving my papa into that torture cell was the hardest decision I ever made. Even though I promised I'd get him out of there, I didn't spot the belief, no hope in his eyes. I, myself wasn't sure how I was gonna do that. If I ever could do that.
• Stepping out of the room, I glanced back, the door disappearing behind the illusion of a cracked wall. My gaze steered to the elderly lady too focused on her crocheting task. I didn't have to think twice to discern who she was.