Silas stepped back in quiet satisfaction as the light in Walter's eyes slowly dimmed.
Walter watched her, breathing shallowly, and for a fleeting moment, a strange thought crossed his mind.
'I am such an idiot... how can a woman who give up on her lover be a good woman?'
Meanwhile, Silas was thinking of something completely different.
'Once I'm done here, I'll make food for her,' he decided firmly. She deserves warmth, not this filth.'
After ensuring that everyone had received their punishment and after confirming that the fire in Walter's eyes had completely died out, Silas turned away.
His expression returned to calm indifference as he walked out of the prison cell. Stopping before the guards, he spoke in a level voice, one that brooked no argument.
"When Walter finally wants to leave this place, let him go."
The guards stiffened, then nodded in unison. "Yes."
Without another glance back, Silas left the prison.
Not long after, he arrived at Ivy's apartment.
