Chapter 215

It was as though Fillip was playing mind games with them; he knew leaving them together for a few minutes would make them yearn for each other, wanting to be in each other's arms, feeling their pains, and also reactivate their long-lost emotions. Lucas's face was already filled with emotions; he had seen his Luna in that manner, worn out and a shadow of her old self, held as a prisoner. There was nothing he could do about it. He never wanted her to see him like this; if only death didn't reject him. He had a lot going through his mind when Fillip came right back, and from his expression, he knew that his plan worked perfectly well. He glanced from Ava to Lucas, and he felt so elated. He asked his men to chain Lucas up; they released him from the chair he was chained to and led him to the wall, and while he was still standing, they chained his hands together. He could walk around, but with difficulty; his hands were also chained to the wall separately, so his movement was restricted to only where the chains could reach.