I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, the fragile young boy in front of me was really Cortez? The monster Eanraig talked about with so much disgust, the murderer, this young boy was Cortez?
I looked at Cortez with disbelief, he looked bruised, scarred, bleeding, and overall broken, he was crying continuously, the tears kept coming out, he held his head with both his hands and cried. I could see him shiver too, I looked around and we were in a basement, it was almost similar to the room I was in when I was kidn*pped, but why was he in such a cold room?
"No, I don’t want to kill you”, I said with the calmest voice I could conjure up.
” Liar, why should I believe you?”, he moved into a corner behind him.
I sighed, it would take some time before he could fully trust me, at least that's wha
