Chapter 83

RISSA'S POV

I opened my eyes, and the morning brightness made me squint. The environment was quiet and serene. I looked to my right and noticed Drax hadn’t woken up yet. His head was bowed, and his glistening dark hair covered his eyes.

“Drax!” I called to him in a whisper. “Drax!!” I called again.

He raised his head slowly, revealing his bloodshot eyes. His face was all sweaty, and you could tell that he had been crying.

“Are you alright?” I asked him, feeling concerned. He wasn’t like this last night. The last time we spoke, he said he was hearing voices in his head.

Is this a side effect of the voices he heard last night? I was confused.

“Talk to me Drax. You’re making me scared. What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It was my uncle all along.” He managed to mutter after a long silence.

I was still confused, as I had no idea what was going on. His statement was simply not enough to give me a clue of what he was taking about.

“Your uncle?” I asked in an elevated pitch.

He gave me a long, fright