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.

whole of Beach City but couldn’t find you. Are you okay? Who had the audacity to do this to

where am I

you think? You drove home yourself. Don’t

“I didn’t drive back.”

home? It’s dark,

seemed that Quinton had shown mercy and spared his life. However, it was very

that thought. “Mom, do you have your phone? Call Seraphina for me and ask if she arrived home

you back safely. I knew

taxi in front of the

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