Chapter 100 The Guilt That Stays

• “She’s fucking gone!” Dyan growled as he returned to the room where I was seated on the bed as if I didn’t know that.
• The first thing I tried to do after realising she ran off with the funds was use my magic to search for her. I couldn’t track her. My magic refused to do the one thing I wanted, unfortunately, for me.
• I felt the restraint of my magic five years ago and I felt it yesterday, yet I ignored all the signs.