Kyran looked at her gently. He pulled something that he had been holding dear for a long while from his pocket and handed it to Deirdre. Even though they were crumpled and unrecognizable, Deirdre knew the moment she held them in her hand that they were their air tickets to Germia, the tickets to her freedom.

Tears began to stream down her cheek, and Kyran gently wiped them off her face. He typed on the phone, “I’ve been waiting for you to return so that I can fulfill my promise. Deirdre, I'm gl