Keira Leaf sat in a daze at the original spot and only after a long while did she manage to crawl up.
She had been waiting for Jackson Sully to return, waiting all the time.
She thought that maybe no one in this world was not afraid of death, but there were many things that were worth facing even more than death itself.
Several hours later, the room door was opened again, and it was still those two men, dragging Jackson Sully in like a drifting weed, directly throwing him onto the ground before turning around and leaving without a backward glance, void of any emotion.
Keira Leaf hurriedly went to check on his condition, her eyes remained tightly shut as if she had sunk into a coma, not opening them no matter how much Keira called.
Keira Leaf gathered her energy to help him up, shakily supporting him to the bed, and then she stayed by the bedside, her eyes unblinkingly fixed on him.
