Chapter 72

This was bad. Elara was in too much pain—so much that she felt herself about to pass out.

Elara, dazed, fumbled for her phone, wanting to call someone for help…

She tried Charlotte, but there was no answer. Glancing at the time, she saw it was already two in the morning—everyone was probably asleep. Outside, the rain pounded relentlessly.

Somehow, her phone screen lit up with a message from Sebast