Chapter 1308

“Robin!” Eleanor clenched her fists, pounding furiously against the glass door.

The door retracted, and her fists hit the wall instead.

It was painful, yet numb, as she continued to hammer at the wall.

Her small fists wore through the skin, blood seeping out, staining the wall a chilling red. But the wall still stood, unyielding, showing no signs of opening.

Eleanor used all her strength but could not break through. Her hands slowly slid down from the door. Her despair, etched in blood, made her look like a lifeless doll.

“Robin, I can’t break this wall, I’m sorry, I can’t save you…”

Eleanor knelt on the floor, helpless, staring at the white wall that separated life from death.

Her body felt drained of blood, her limbs cold.

Robin… That lofty, moody, somewhat odd man, had met his end because of her…

Tears welled up in Eleanor’s eyes, rolling down her cheeks. If it wasn’t for her, Robin wouldn’t have died. It was her fault, her incompetence. She hadn’t found Bernard, hadn’t found Caleb, and now Robin was gone.

her hands, letting the tears flow

him from following

clenched and her frail body shivered. She leaned against the wall, hugging her knees, burying her face in her arms. The exhaustion from Robin’s death, her physical weariness and mental collapse left her

life, of facing anyone, especially Katharine.

room. The ninth round will start tomorrow.

it. She just sat against the wall

and 2-7

floor. The dripping sound was soft, almost inaudible, but 2-7 could hear and see it.

more blood dripped, the more satisfied she seemed. As if only such

man who was helping her is dead, let’s see if she

room with an

leaving only Mr. Nine sitting on the sofa like a

long she sat there. Eventually, a mechanical arm picked her up and

Room 9, without Robin’s figure sprawling on the bed, seemed

room was now inhabited by

stark white walls, was

to Robin’s bed, pulled open the drawer.

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