Chapter 661

　　Tabitha's POV 　　I barely slept through the long night, constantly on edge and filled with anxiety. 　　I feared Wilmot might burst through the door at any moment, yet I couldn't help but worry about what had happened to him. 　　While the entire ship was immersed in revelry, I guarded this small haven of tranquility alone. 　　I sat weakly on the floor, arms tightly wrapped around my knees, gazing helplessly at the cold, lonely moon outside the window. 　　It felt as if the whole world was left with just me and the moon for company. 　　My heart was a tangled mess, and my thoughts involuntarily drifted back to all the experiences along the way, feeling that my life was both absurd and ridiculous. 　　I continuously questioned in my heart, what did I do wrong to bear the pain of being separated from my children and living a life of constant hiding? 　　[$] 　　If the door were to be pushed open, what could I do? 　　The answer was cruelly helpless. I could do nothing. 　　The disparity in strength betwee