“Deirdre, I’m going foraging in the mountain. Go harvest some vegetables from the backyard so we can eat when I’m back.”

“Sure.”

Deirdre nodded. She held the door frame and shut her eyes comfortably in the bright sunlight. It had already been three days since she lived strictly following a routine.

The wounds on her hands had yet to heal for the time being, but the scratches on her body were starting to fade.

She believed that the piercing pain radiating from her palms occasionally would reduce not long after.

It felt as if life had returned to the way before she met Kyran.

She carried the basket and walked on the path step by step. The vision before her eyes would turn dark frequently, so she could not see the path clearly. Hence, she was always very careful on her journey.

She harvested vegetables when she arrived in the backyard. Before she could carry the basket, a pair of huge hands were extended to her.

“I’ll do it.”

Deirdre raised her head and saw a man with a dark c