Chapter 842

Nursing her thumb, silent tears started to cascade down her cheeks.

“You’re awake.” Lysander’s voice, deep and somber, echoed through the darkness.

Thalassa shivered. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to force back the tears. But the intense sensation of sourness in her throat was

uncontrollable.

“Why did he fall from the building?” she managed to ask Lysander, her voice trembling.

The room fell silent, the air filled with a chilling stillness.

Just as Thalassa thought she wouldn’t get an answer, Lysander spoke up, “No one expected it. He jumped down himself…”

No one expected him to do this, and hence, nobody was prepared to stop him.

He jumped off himself?

Why?

her

was facing away from him, her body curled

see the glitter of

pain. She never forgot

was taut. He mused,

silence, Thalassa found the courage to voice her

is in the morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,” Lysander’s voice was solemn while answering

clenched again, her thumb almost bitten

something. You’ve been asleep for six hours,” Lysander said as he

white light instantly illuminated the whole

shut her eyes against the glaring light. Before she could adjust to the sudden brightness, Lysander scooped her

She was picked up by Lysander and helped to sit at the head of

which were both

eyes flickered as he scooped up soup and brought it to

turned away, not wanting

Her taste buds were numb from the chilling sorrow. She didn’t have the heart to

mid–air as his expression turned

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