Chapter 620

Conrad and Jefferson didn't say anything, just staring at me with a creepy kind of calm.

I clumsily raised my head, my brain seemingly failing to catch up as I asked, "Don't you guys know?"

Struggling to sit up, I pushed on, "Then I'll go find him myself..."

"Felicia," Jefferson's voice halted me, his eyes shimmering with a reddish hue.

Blinking in confusion, I asked, "What's wrong?"

"Felicia, you have to come to terms with the fact that Ernest is... gone," Conrad chimed in softly.

I nodded, a hollow laugh escaping me, "I know..."

The words felt surreal, yet I continued, "I know he's gone, that's why I want to be with him..."

Jefferson's grip on my hand tightened, causing a sharp pain. I looked at him, "Jefferson, you're hurting me."

"Felicia," his voice was raspy with emotion, "Ernest is gone. You can't see him anymore."

suppressed, even going as far as

hold me back. I tried to pry his hand off, "Let me

overwhelming desire to see Ernest one more time. I needed to see him; otherwise, I feared

him," Conrad interjected sharply, pausing before

words stopped me cold, disbelief all over my face as I

softly, his hand gripping

gaze from Conrad to look up at Jefferson, "He didn't mean that,

Jefferson's eyes deepened, "Felicia,

because I couldn't believe it, couldn't

Jefferson away, "No!

attempted to run

his grip unyielding The bottled-up emotions inside me erupted, and I began to hit him, though he refused to let

bit down on

flinch, enduring it

could no longer maintain my grip, I pleaded weakly, "Please don't

it," Conrad's voice came

I

me, dodging and weaving through the crowd at Brown's, his

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