Chapter 442 – Revelations
Noah was flabbergasted. He stood there, eyes clouded by both shock and disbelief as the words of Maryam echoed inside his mind like a cursed echo.
All around, none dared to speak. No, their mouths were open, but sounds and words seemed to elude them.
The only sound that could be heard was the soft, muffled sob of Selene, who was still looking at Noah, at her son.
She tried to speak, yet her mouth refused to obey her will. Her chest was tightening like a fist, her breath coming out in a low, brutal rasp.
Selene, more than anyone, knew the bitter truth behind Maryam's words. She could feel her own being, her own soul, stirring and stretching toward Maryam. Like metal attracted to a magnet Maryam was.
The sensation was weird. It was like holding a cluster of sand in a cupped hand, and watching painfully as all the sand slipped down through the cracks of your fingers.
Yet what Selene was feeling was far worse. Her life…her self…her son…her Noah…
