Glen and Veronica were kept in a severely guarded house that they temporally used as the prison cell.
When Damien and Aurora walked in, a doctor was examining Veronica’s condition. She was awake already but looked very tired and wan.
“How is she, doctor?” Aurora asked.
“If she swallowed the whole pill, she would be dead by now. The good news is that half of that pill isn’t enough to kill her. But the bad news is that it damaged her throat, permanently.”
Everyone rounded their eyes in shock.
“Are you saying that she can’t talk again? That she lost her voice?” Glen asked urgently.
The doctor sighed, “I am afraid so.”
Glen held Veronica’s hand at a lost. The couple looked at each other with tears gleaming in their eyes.
Jared stepped out of the crowd, “Glen.”
Glen quickly caste
