Stefan was a little dazed. He touched his chest subconsciously and thought, ‘It seems… my heart is still there. It’s still beating.’

“Damn. What happened?” Stefan had a terrible headache. He couldn’t see and didn’t know where he was.

Suddenly, he heard Francine’s miserable cries. “It’s Stef. It’s really Stef. He’s back! Oh, thank God!”

Francine hugged him so tightly she almost crushed him.

“Mom?” Stefan frowned slightly and called out, feeling unsure.

“Son! I’m right here. You’ve suffered so much, my poor boy!” Francine said agitatedly. During the days of Stefan’s disappearance, Francine cried all day and night. She seemed to have aged ten years from crying so much.

searched the whole of Beach City but couldn’t find you. Are you okay? Who had the

where am

where do you think? You drove home yourself. Don’t you

“I didn’t drive back.”

Don’t you recognize your own home? It’s dark, but it’s not that hard to see at night? What… exactly have

Stefan said quietly. It seemed that Quinton had shown mercy and

“Mom, do you have your phone? Call Seraphina

to bring you back safely. I knew Seraphina was the most reliable…” Francine rambled on as

stumbled out of a taxi in front of the

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