CHAPTER 151

ZYLIAH'S POV

"How do you think Sara and Dora are doing?" I kept my gaze fixed on the gate that was just a few meters from us.

Liana and I had been here for the past two hours, waiting. I had told Liana not to rush but rather to wait for Martino to leave the house before we went in.

I'd lived with him, so I could tell his movement. I could guess when he was home and not.

"For their sake, I hope they haven't landed in trouble," came Liana's calm response.

For some reason, I was ...