The door violently flew open. The moment Aditya's gaze entered the room, his entire body froze. There was almost nothing inside. There was no bed, no proper furniture, and no windows. Nothing that could make this cold underground room even remotely suitable for someone to live in.
There were only two wooden chairs. And sitting on those chairs were his parents.
Alen and Elena.
Seeing this, Aditya's crimson eyes widened.
Both of them had been completely restrained using special chains. Their wrists and ankles were tightly bound to the chairs, while several additional layers of thick chains had been wrapped around their torsos and limbs. Nearly their entire bodies were covered by restraints, leaving only their faces exposed.
But it was not the chains that made Aditya freeze. It was their expressions.
