Quickly putting the gown back on, Sibyl hurriedly ran into the city from the woods. The hair she had beautifully styled before leaving the apartment was now a mess, as was the gorgeous gown Keshton had bought for her. Her heart was heavy with guilt for not going to Keshton, but after receiving Kaha’s call, she couldn't just stand by and do nothing. During the call, Kaha had been terrified, crying, and begging for help, having no one else to turn to but Sibyl. The sound of Kaha's baby crying added to Sibyl's anxiety. Kaha was clearly running from something or someone. The thought of always living with regret if she didn't help Kaha dominated Sibyl's heart, mind, and soul. “Kaha!” she yelled, her voice echoing down the deserted street. The area was unfamiliar to Sibyl, and she didn't know wh
