Chapter 75. Doubt

“It’s only the bad things that come, damn it!”

Justin ranted. His fists were pounding on his thighs.

The world gave him the worst option in a series of bad destinies. Justin straightened his back. Pulled back the tears he had shed. That was enough. He was satisfied with a brief cry that brought no response.

Justin frowned. His watch read 11:45 CET. Did he leave when it was so late? He thought he’d gone around nine o’clock. The clear night sky was good at deceiving.

God, that’s not important. Azeeva would look for him until dawn and miss out on sleep. Justin quickly reached into his shirt pocket for his cell phone and tried to calm his girlfriend down.

Sure enough. The notification panel exploded as his phone chimed. One hundred nineteen missed calls from Azeeva. 90 from Arkan. 42 from Letta. Many of the committee lecturers and her peers also called.

“You! Answer! Where!”

“You want to see me kill myself, huh!”

“Justin! You’re such a jer