It had only been a few days since Alyssa last saw Jameson, yet he was no longer the refined, wealthy, and confident man she once knew.

The air of leadership that used to radiate from him was gone.

Now, the Jameson sitting across from her looked pale and worn out.

His usually immaculate hair was slightly tousled, and his sharp eyes were now bloodshot.

The once proud fourth son of the Schmidt family had fallen— reduced to a mere, lowly prisoner.

Still, when he heard Alyssa was visiting, he made an excuse to go to the washroom.

Splashing water on his face, he quickly combed his disheveled hair.

His pride had been shattered years ago when he first went to Kontina, but he still wanted to appear somewhat presentable for her.

Jameson's pride had vanished in that first year.

From then on, the fourth son of the Schmidt family ceased to exist.

All that remained was a man consumed by hatred and evil, stepping over the dead to claw his way to the top.

He cleaned himself up only for Alyssa.

Yes, he still loved her.

But he had long accepted that he was never worthy of her from the start.

Forcing things had only caused pain.

through

her silently, saying

was Alyssa who broke the silence, her voice flat as she noticed the bruise

got beaten up?" she asked

his puffy eyes

pale lips

not exactly liked

I'm vicious, merciless...

of

"You're a good

didn't think you'd end

His grin was twisted, but there

but these last few days

used to have everything, or at least it seemed that

night, I was

was how to fight, how to get revenge

which had

don't

not that

because they made me feel like I had a

it anymore." Alyssa

would have taken your own life before getting arrested." "But isn't it your wish for me to plead guilty

was gentle,

ran, they couldn't erase Alyssa's pain or the

Lyse." Jameson's eyes were filled with tears as he gazed at her, committing her

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