Chapter 171: Searching Continues

Caitlin leaned back against the edge of the bed, her eyes lingering on Raven. She was a striking woman, her skin pale but luminous, with those captivating blue-violet eyes that seemed to hold a world of secrets. "Zendedari is still very unwell," Caitlin said, her voice barely above a whisper. "He's struggling to piece together his memories, to hold on to who he is. It’s agonizing to watch." She began pacing the room, the worry etched across her face evident in her restless steps. "Sometimes, I wonder if he even believes in his own sanity. There’s so much torment within him, and I don’t know how to ease it." *Caitlin? Do you need me?* Zendedari's voice, calm but laced with concern, echoed in her mind. It startled her slightly, as though he'd intercepted her thoughts midstream. Caitlin paused, recognizing the truth behind their connection—Zendedari couldn’t let go of her, not entirely. She might have resented the intrusion, felt trapped even, but instead, there was only a sense of saf