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qThe room was covered in darkness, with the dim emergency light on the ground as the only source of illumination.

When Zachary opened his eyes, he stared blankly at the ceiling. The scenes from his dream were still replaying his mind.

In his dream, Charlotte was cruel and heartless. The frosty expression and the hateful gaze she had looked extremely frightening.

Zachary felt as if someone was crushing his heart. The pain was so excruciating that he could barely breathe.

Gradually, the pain turned into hatred, causing him to clench his fists. It was as though he would strangle Charlotte to death if she appeared before him.

However, he realized that something was pressing on his arms, causing them to feel heavy and numb. In fact, he could not even lift them.

While trying desperately to move his arms, he turned to look and was shocked by what he saw.

Am I dreaming? Is... Is that Charlotte? Why is she here?

Although Charlotte's face was buried in her arms, Zachary recognized her easily from the contours of her head and body.

in the past, he

he was certain it was her without needing to see her

began to replay the

his video call with Ben, he saw them

blood to boil, and

memory? Could it be that I didn't call Ben and she wasn't together with Louis? Was I unconscious for a long time, and she had

aside. He clearly remembered the video call, and every scene

couldn't have been mistaken, but

pondered the question, Charlotte shifted in her sleep and turned her face

his heart. They

anger and impulsiveness, he felt like pulling her up and demanding to

moment he moved his hand, he felt agonizing

Charlotte was awakened by his movements. After sitting up abruptly, she stared at him in shock. When she finally regained her senses, she exclaimed, “Y-You're

do you feel? Do

spoke, she reached for the button,

one of her fingers. “N-No need,” Zachary uttered with much