Hours later, Zara slowly blinked her eyes before waking up from what felt like a deep sleep of ages. Her lips and throat were dry like drought and the whole body felt stiff, much like a rusted robot body that needed oil to start working smoothly. And her visions, it took her some time to be able to see everything.

“Liam? Hayley?” the first thing she said is herself were the names of the people who had made it possible for her to be Zara again.

Getting a clear view with her eyes, Zara was blank and confused on seeing herself behind bars, that too in a mucky place filled...