"Tristan, I knew it... I knew you wouldn't want me... I knew this day would come sooner or later..." Maggie had barely finished speaking when her terrified voice cried out again. "AHH—Don't touch me! Tristan, come save me! Save me!"
Tristan Grayson's mind reeled, and he felt himself on the verge of a breakdown. "Maggie, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"
"Tristan... if you don't come right now... you might never see me again..."
"Don't, Maggie. Don't do anything stupid. I'm coming to find you right now. You'll see me very soon." After speaking, he sprinted toward the elevators.
「By the time Tristan Grayson arrived at Maggie's side, it was already the following evening.」
Inside the hospital room, Maggie lay on the bed, her face a deathly, unsettling white. She clutched her phone tightly in one hand, her eyes vacant and lifeless.
