#Chapter44

SILVAN

I took a long bath before returning to my room. The prison had the scent of death that I did not want to bring near Emma. Although Emma wouldn't be able to perceive it through her human sense of smell, I still did not want her to be in contact with the scent. Thus, I washed and scrubbed all corners of my body and it took me a while. When I entered my room, Emma was already up and was sitting in the middle of my bed with a phone on her ear. Her body stature was slim, and beside our gigantic bed, she looked even smaller. Her...