Chapter 27
Louisa’s POV
When the first ray of morning sun woke me up, I stretched out my arms and murmured, "Uma…"
There was nothing in front of me except the relics of the bonfire.
I couldn’t see Uma anywhere.
I turned back.
The black wolf was still behind me, sleeping soundly.
"Uma…?" I raised my voice a bit and my throat was burning.
I was so thirsty.
Then, I heard some rustling sound coming behind a bush.
I was alerted because I thought it might be a snake or something.
So I pulled up a charred stick and tried to defend myself.
A hUman figure emerged from the bush.
It was a young man in Uma’s clothes.
He had got fair hair and a pair of turquoise-colored eyes.
He was holding a bowl made of bamboo stick, which was filled with wa
