Silence.
Celine's words weren't a thorn, but their sharpness pierced Mark's deepest core, leaving him completely speechless. Mark sat in silence. The food still in his mouth seemed to plug his throat tightly, preventing him from uttering a single sound. However, that agonizing choking sensation followed, surging violently within his chest until a single tear fell, wetting his cheek. Mark quickly wiped his cheek to stop more tears from falling. He cleared his throat, struggling to swallow the remaining food in his mouth as his breathing grew heavier.
The past. The way he treated Seren three years ago was perhaps a barbaric act that no man in this world would ever commit.
