Ezekiel at least wanted to pay for the earrings.
Even if they were cheap and if they were already broken.
He still wanted to.
But he had nothing.
He couldn't access his bank account. The moment he tried, it would leave a trace. His former residence was no longer an option either. Returning there would be the same as announcing to the world that he was alive.
So he swallowed the shame that burned in his throat.
For now, he would accept it.
But one day, he would repay Viola. Not just for the earrings but for everything.
"So…" El said, glancing between them, clearly expecting payment.
Viola didn't waste time. Without hesitation, she tossed the bag she was carrying toward Cain.
Cain caught it clumsily, almost dropping it before securing it against his chest. He hesitated for a second, then slowly opened it. The moment he saw what was inside, his lips stretched into a satisfied grin.
