After several days, Merlin still had not woken up.
Maye looked after her son without ever leaving his side. Her gentle touch was filled with care and concern. Tears would fall every time she saw her son's face. The mother's heart was very fragile.
There was another man who was quietly watching Maye in the room. He walked closer and gently wrapped his arm around her delicate shoulders.
Maye tilted her head up and looked at the man who was comforting her.
That was right, this man was her husband, Winson.
It had been almost a week since the day Maye met Eric.
And it was just like how Eric had told her. Merlin had not yet woken up. Maye was still waiting optimistically; with a hopeful heart, she stayed beside her son all the time.
Finally, the day for the journey to the Outlaw Mountain Range had come.
Although Eric was not very confident in this curing method, there were no other options for him to choose from.