CHAPTER 85

• Zander stilled there. No movements. No respiration. No blinking of eyes. He seemed more like a mannequin standing in his position ceaselessly that Wendy pulled at his arm to get his heed as he was not responding in spite of her constant calls.
• She tugged at his sleeve yet no movement. Defeatedly, she brought her feet angrily and stomped it on his, earning a loud cry.
• He jumped holding his feet as he painfully winced. Zander ultimately came out of his trauma and cast her a dark look. "Why did you do that?" He clenched and released his teeth.