Chapter 78

Eighteen years ago.

“Ascian… no!… I’m not dead… please don’t” Mirela was crying and sobbing as she watched Ascian who was looking at her own dead body with a pale face. He looked so exhausted and tired. His eyes were red and lips were pale. He was wearing a shirt which had buttoned incorrectly. His hair was messy and hasn’t combed it for days.

The look he had on him was pathetic, hurtful and so regrettable. He had regret in his eyes as he looked at her. His fists were clenched and also his jaws. He took a deep breath and lowered his eyes from her, then rubbed his forehead before looking at her again.

“I’m sorry” his lips moved and she heard him muttering. Her heart went numb, seeing him like that. She subconsciously shook her head and walked towards him before touching his arm. She was crying miserably and she wanted him to look at her instead of looking at the dead body in front of him.

“Ascian… Here I am. Not dead. Please look at me. See, I’m touching you”