Ste could sense Tegan''s unprecedented determination. Over the years, she had witnessed Tegan''s struggles within the Horner family, and now, she nodded firmly. "Okay, I''ll help you get out of here."


    Tegan''s despair was palpable. She was a remarkably mature young woman, always facing challenges head-on. The impulse to escape was unlike her usual self, and Ste understood that sometimes, in moments of despair, you don''t need to ask questions. You just need to nod and be there for them. Ste wouldn''t press if Tegan didn''t want to talk about it.


    "Really?" Tegan''s eyes, previously filled with sorrow, now gleamed with a glimmer of hope.


    Ste nodded. "Yeah."


    "But what about Uriah..." Tegan trailed off, clearly troubled. Uriah wasn''t likely to let her go easily, and that was what worried her the most.


    Ste didn''t know what had happened between them to bring things to this point. But seeing the light in Tegan''s eyes, she reassured her, "Don''t worry. I''ve got a n."


    With that, she pulled out her phone and called Ronald. "Hey, I''m taking Tegan with me to Ferrond. There''s some trouble with Uriah."


    Those few words conveyed everything.


    Tegan clutched her nket, tense with uncertainty.


    Ronald paused for a moment on the other end, then replied, "I''ll handle it."


    Those four words came through the phone, which brought Tegan a sense of relief.


    Ste continued, "Okay, can you have Finleye to the hospitalter?"


    Finley was a doctor, and with Tegan''s recent injury, they needed to ensure she was fit to travel after a thorough check-up.


    Ronald agreed, his tone ever supportive. They exchanged a few more words before ending the call, and Ste turned to Tegan with assurance, "It''s done."


    Tegan managed a bittersweet smile. "Star, I do envy you."


    Mr. Quinn of Ferrond was quite renowned, yet Ste could express her own desires without hesitation. She spoke, and he listened.


    Ste fell silent, understanding what Tegan envied. She had once thought Tegan and Uriah had a simr


    rtionship. But seeing Tegan smet


    constrained, it was clear there was something in Uriah''s demands she couldn''t agree to.


    Meanwhile, in Ferrond, Susanna was in her room, desperately thirsty after consuming too much salty pasta. She wanted to head


    Love


    downstairs for a drink but was


    of running into Hull and his


    wary


    dim-witted buddy. Any wrong


    word


    could ignite Hull''s temper, and she''d


    suffer.


    Susanna was stunned when Ste called to say Tegan wasing to Ferrond.


    "Is sheing for a visit? Will Uriah be joining her?"


    In Susanna''s mind, Tegan and Uriah


    were inseparable. Wherever one


    went, the other would follow. ah


    was always the one leading the way.


    Ste simply replied, "He won''t be."


    Susanna was surprised. "Really? Won''t Uriah object to that?"


    For years, wherever Uriah went, Tegan was by his side. It was hard to imagine hering alone.


    Before Ste could respond, there was a knock at Susanna''s door. She gripped her phone tightly. "Who is it?"


    "It''s time to change my dressing," Hull''s stern voice came from the other side.


    Susanna''s heart skipped a beat. Why did she have to be the one to do this, when his people were around?