The room was poorly ventilated and humid. It was an attic of the lowest quality without any decent furniture. Deirdre curled up under the blanket, her eyelids batting shakily in a piteous manner.

Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain abruptly as he was about to approach her.

All of a sudden, Deirdre opened her eyes shakily.

The room was pitch black, but she could hear someone coming clearly. She asked in confusion, “Is that you, Sterling?”

She spoke in a very gentle tone because she was i