Davis stared at her pale face with concern. She had kept her composure intact while interrogating the culprit, but now he could finally see how exhausted she truly was. Gently, he pulled her into his embrace.
"Baby, are you okay?" he asked, worried.
Jessica shook her head. It had taken every ounce of strength to remain in that room for so long. But she didn't want him to have any regrets—she wanted this chapter of their lives to be over.
She longed for her life to return to a time when she had nothing to worry about. The sooner she solved this riddle, the more relieved she would feel.
"Deborah prepared your favourite snacks for you before we left the house, do you mind having any?" He asked with concern, his gaze everly gently.
"Alright." She muttered. "What's the time?" She asked.
Davis was busy arranging the snacks for her when Ethan quickly responded, "19:38 hours."
