Chapter 32

Sebastian stared at the room where Fathia was supposedly being treated with a mournful gaze. After the meeting, he left all his tasks behind. In fact, one could argue that he hadn't entirely been present during the meeting. His mind was focused on Fathia's condition.

And now, he could only watch her from behind the half-frosted glass window. Numerous devices were attached to her. The monitor beside her served as an indicator of the life that still lingered within the body of the girl who had been haunting Sebastian recently.

A heap of guilt and neglect was only fitting for him to feel now.

If only...

Argh!

The man in his Armani suit ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. The accumulation of all the burdens he had been carrying lately burst out mercilessly. He fell to his knees, his shoulders trembling slightly. He regretted why he, who was supposed to protect Fathia, ended up being distant from her during that event.

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