Chapter 107

Zane

I feel so fucking useless. Isla is blind and in pain, and the only thing I can do is stay by her side. This is torture. Why wasn’t I born with the ability to take away her discomfort?

“We need to wash you,” I mutter to Isla.

She doesn’t respond. Just allows me to carry her deeper into the cave where the mist can’t reach and where there’s a magical origin lake. I’ve never stuck a foot in it. T