Chapter 38
Tyron's POV
I woke up because of my back pain. I slowly opened my eyes, and I could not see too much around me. Everything was all blurry...
\"Wtf! I'm fine?\"I was shocked when I reflected on where I was.
I am inside a contained room, there are many different flowers here. But where the hell am I?
I was looking at the band ahead of me when I saw a woman sitting on a flowery throne. It still drinks tea. She is beautiful but, my Caleigh is the only beautiful in my eyes.
I try to stand up even when my eyesight is spinning. Darn! How many hours do I sleep?
\"Hmm. Wake up, Tyron Falmuth.\"The woman's smiling harvest. My forehead knelt down.
\"Who are you? Why do you know me? Why did you bring me here?\"My next question.
It stood and made a chair with the root of the wood. She motioned me to sit, and I did.
\"I am the former saviour of this world. My name is Lae, just Lae.\"He smiled.
Lae. Lae. Lae?
\"You mean—\"
\"Yes, the only one with no name. I was ju

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