Dylan didn't ask any further questions and simply instructed the driver to prepare the car. Wherever Eliana wanted to go, he would accompany her.

Following Eliana's directions, they arrived at the detention facility where Josephine was being held.

Entering through the iron gate, a strong musty odor hit them, a scent that was all too familiar to Eliana.

"What a familiar feeling," Eliana said with a sarcastic smile.

Her words, however, made Dylan, who was standing beside her, feel inexplicably uneasy. It was his fault that she had spent three years in this hellish place. Just the thought of Eliana having been in such a place for three years made...