The words pierced Waylen's heart like a sharp knife, causing immense pain. He yearned to extract the knife, but he felt utterly helpless.

He didn't force his way into the ward.

Instead he peered through the door's narrow crack, catching a glimpse of Rena lying there peacefully, as obedient as she had once been in his arms. She remained silent, devoid of any words or sounds.

In a hoarse voice, Waylen pleaded, "Please, at least let me consult an expert for her."

Rarely displaying such humility, Waylen turned to Vera and pleaded sincerely, "I just want to make amends."