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?

heart clenched, her body curling

She was facing away from him, her body curled up

moonlight, he could see

She never forgot

handsome face was taut. He mused,

courage to voice her worries, “How is

the morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,”

almost bitten through by

You’ve been asleep for six

light instantly illuminated the whole room.

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

by Lysander and helped

pudding, which were both mild dishes. Lysander tucked away the

up soup and brought it to her lips.

away, not wanting

no appetite. Her taste buds were numb from the chilling

mid–air as

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