Betty's gaze was dead, "you want to go after Hope." Abrielle said as a matter of fact. Betty's hands clenched her lips sealed she didn't have to say it for Abrielle to know she was right
"But you know that is risky. I don't think Hope would want you going after her. If you manage to escape, it would lead to both of your deaths." Abrielle explained, her eyes staring straight at Betty.
"I don't care, Hope doesn't deserve to die. I was the one who met Lawrence and accepted his offer to go to Vitalis after our parents warned us against the guide. Hope warned me not to, but I insisted. She followed with the hope of getting me to change my mind, but in the end, Lawrence turned out to be a slave trade agent."
Guilt was eating Betty up. The type she would never be able to live with unless she saved Hope. She might not be able to face her parents ever again even if there is a slight chance.
