Chapter 113
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Rayton was sitting in his bed, his face as dark as his mood. His eyes were locked in the spot next to him, cold and empty.
“Brother, it’s me, Sez.”
Now, he could remember everything vividly. The flinch of a small and slender body, big sapphire eyes looking at him, a voice calling his name... and his hand, stretched out toward Sez’s neck.
"I didn't mean to do that…"
That was a belated justification.
"As I said, there’s no way I’d ever try to kill you...”
He shut his eyes tightly, but he knew that he was lying. He was definitely going in for the kill when he reached for her neck.
"But it wasn’t me…”
‘It was his memory, not my will.’
Rayton groaned with his head dropped low. His hands rested on the empty space where Sez had been sitting. He swept over the spot several times but couldn’t feel any warmth. Rather, the chilling coldness bled into his skin.
"…It hurts."
Rayton murmured to himself fleetingly.
"It hurts, Sez."
“I was worried...”
“……”
