Chapter 2268

Asher could not bear to imagine what his world would be like without Arnold. If he lost Arnold, it would be as if the sky collapsed, leaving nothing but a desolate wasteland behind.

Gasping for breath, Asher rushed into the villa, his heart pounding. The place was cold, dark, and eerily silent.

Immediately, the buried memories he had long suppressed surged back with overwhelming force. Gripping his chest, he tried in vain to suppress the crushing pain.

Since Kairos's death, he had not set foot in this villa-not even once. His lover had died at the height of their affection. The gut-wrenching guilt and sorrow of that moment were emotions only someone who had lived through such devastation could understand.

But now was not the time for sadness.

Desperation took over as Asher called out for Arnold and frantically searched room by room.

When he reached the second floor and saw the light on in the private cinema, his heart raced. He rushed inside.

"Arnold!"

on the sofa, his eyes vacant. White roses lay

to play on a loop, though the sound had been

at it blankly, his pale lips curling into

laughing

screen, so he positioned himself between Arnold and

his words

swollen eyelids, his tear-filled gaze locking onto Asher's sweat-soaked face. His smile was broken, his words

clenched painfully. "That's

walked a long, exhausting journey only to reach the end utterly drained. "He

held me... You were thinking of him, weren't you? You were just grateful

It's all a lie-a lie you can never

in Asher's eyes as he shook his head, unable

words, Amold pulled out a white rose from behind him. His cold, resolute gaze

stem against his delicate

bloody line appeared where the rose had cut him-a stark, raw scar that marred his once flawless

look like him?" Arnold asked, smiling through

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