Chapter 291

Instincts were always truthful, yet often disregarded until they became impossible to overlook.

I sat across from Clara, my eyes resting on her yet failing to truly perceive, and in that moment, my sudden turmoil reached its peak. A cold sensation crept through me. If it appeared overly perfect, I knew it couldn't be real.

It was four in the morning, and I was already slammed with the bad news.

I was extremely happy for a few hours. Couldn't misfortune wait a few days before it knocked me out like a moving van?

Involuntarily, I shivered.

But amongst the fear eating deep into my chest was growing rage from deep within. It was becoming repetitive and easily noticeable that whenever she sensed that Nico was comfortable and moving on without her, Alexa appeared, breaking him into more pieces so that he needed her again.

How many days were left before his demeanor became cold? Aloof and, even worse, back to his former self.

What the hell did she have on