The hallway remained silent, with Drake in a strategic position, pretending to be on duty while surreptitiously guarding the closed door where Ember was. Hours passed, and the air grew in anticipation.
Finally, the door opened, Nyx emerged from the room with Ember, gently guiding her wheelchair. Hours had passed since Drake first caught sight of Ember, and the weight of uncertainty hung heavy in the air.
The young man had a composed expression, his demeanor calm but guarded. As he walked down the hallway, his eyes caught him, who was standing in the distance.
Nyx's sharp gaze locked on Drake's, a subtle hint of suspicion flickering in her eyes. "Soldier," he called, his voice shaky but tinged with curiosity. "Who stationed you here? Is there a particular reason for your presence in th
