Chapter 104. Cruel, Stoic, and Unaffectionate

‘Christopher Su Pointe, dead?’

‘Oh, God! Is he really dead?’

‘Noooo, he was so young.’

‘Why him? Shouldn’t it be the Lupin Chairman instead? Christopher couldn’t hurt a fly.’

These are the kind of words flying past my ears. There are more, actually. More of the people’s cries and lamentations. But I shut my hearing to them all as quick as I walk out of the hospital building and make for the car.

I hear Zeath board the back seat. Then Zachili sits in the driver’s seat next to me and gets the car on the road.

When I heard the new of Christopher’s death, I felt blank from inside. But now, all the emotions flood in, and I suddenly break down again.

“I’m fucking tired! I’m fucking tired of fucking crying! Why does this have to be my fate?” I blurt out without even knowing it. But that’s my honest truth. Every damn hour since today is all about crying.

“Are you seriously mourning that criminal? Didn’t you hear what was said about h