Chapter 87

Iris

Fortunately, I had a room to myself so I had my privacy. Elda might have done that so that he would have the liberty of not being questioned, but he didn't know how much he helped me.

A weak Hazel stumbled into my room the next morning and collapsed on the bed. My anger and frustration were temporarily forgotten as I rushed to her.

"What is the matter? Were you drugged as well?" I asked, worriedly.

"Yes," She nodded then tried to sit up. "Hegar... Where is Hegar?" Her voice was shrill, almost inaudible and it hurt me that my vibrant friend had turned to the shadow...