AS SOON as Dylan calm down, Hera guided him into the sofa. She left him for a while to get a glass of water. When she gets back, she sat beside him and handed over the glass.

“Drink it up,” she said.

Dylan looked at her before tossing it up. “Thank you,” he uttered as he put down the glass on the table in front of them.

“Are you feeling better now?” she asked as she moved away.

Dylan nodded.

“You said you want to show me something. What it could be?”

Dylan heaved a deep sigh. “It’s not a thing but I want you to see my condition. It’s...