Karina couldn't reconcile the composed, confident, and highly skilled Wilfred she knew with the idea of him as a slave.

Her lips trembled as though she wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come.

Wilfred noticed the shock in her expression and let out a faint, bitter smile before continuing.

"In that dark, endless hell, I was subjected to all kinds of drug experiments every day. My body and mind were pushed to the brink, treated as nothing more than a tool. My life and death were entirely in their hands."

A sharp pang shot through Karina's chest as she listened. She couldn't begin to imagine the suffering Wilfred had endured.

"How did you escape?" she managed to ask, her voice barely above a whisper.

Wilfred's gaze grew distant, his eyes clouded with memories.

"There was a rare moment of carelessness during a transfer. I seized the opportunity with everything I had left and escaped. After that, I hid my identity, pouring all my effort into studying medicine. I wanted to take back control of my life and help others who, like me, were at the mercy of fate."

for all he had been through. At the same time, she couldn't help but admire his resilience

to

Wilfred nodded slightly.

I've always been afraid of anyone finding out, afraid of being seen as

as

other hand rose slowly, brushing against his

must have been so

so easily break through

to speak, but his throat tightened as if choked by invisible chains. After a moment, he finally managed to say, "It's all in the past.

I won't

grip on Wilfred's hand and leaned closer, her

pain of your past, we'll face it together. I'll help you overcome the aftereffects. You're not alone anymore." Wilfred stared at her, her

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