Demetria observes Clarice's face, watching a myriad of emotions flash in her eyes.

Minutes passed but Clarice was having a hard time deciding.

"It's okay, you don't have to decide right away. I will give you one month to decide. Take your time, dear," Demetria said casually.

"Wait... If you bring my son and husband here, they can never go back to their old lives, right? They will stay here and die like prisoners for the rest of their lives, just like me?" Clarice asked the most important ...