Abject pain caused Athena's eyes to brighten with unshed tears as she watched Zane take a seat on the chair that the standing guard had brought for him.
And yet she wondered that if she felt this hurt, what then would be Ewan's fate? How was he taking this betrayal? Zane was one of his closest friends, oldest too, since they had been friends since they were kids.
She turned aside to look at her lover, her jaw tightening in pain afresh when she noted the sorrowful shock clouding his face, one mixed with disbelief and muted anger.
"Why?"
She heard the pain clearly in Ewan's croaked voice, one that caused her heart to twist. She wanted to hug him, wanted to comfort him, but her arms were tied, and so was his.
She looked at Zane, expecting an answer. Yet, when he finally spoke, it was void of the bitterness that had been present in Antonio's voice and Herbert's. It was resignation, like he had no choice.
