Roxanne's POV:

I sat on the floor in the clinic, sobbing, while my mother's arms were wrapped around me. Angelina was rushing back and forth, attending to all who were injured, despite them already being healed.

"Mother, he let me go," I whispered in a cracked voice.

"I know, honey, and I'm sure it is for the best. At least we all came out alive," she answered as I stopped crying and looked at her coldly.

"Sweetie, I know you don't think that way, but with time you will. Roman ...