Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 712

Chapter 712: How can she forgive us?

There were so many things Slater was grateful for. He had a loving and supportive family who would accept him no matter how unreasonable he could be. The people around him often cheered him up and believed in him.

Slater had a good career; his album had just hit the charts, and people wanted him for many reasons. His fans almost worshipped him, probably singing his songs while taking a bath, studying, or just singing them for no reason at all.

There was so much that could keep Slater going-so many good things. From another person's perspective, he was living the life. He should be happy. He had everything one would wish for and pray for.

But why did he feel so empty?

Was it because he was ungrateful? Was he just focusing on the wrong things? Or was it the lack of spark in his creativity? Or perhaps it was the nightmare that kept haunting him in his sleep?

To be honest, Slater had no idea.

All he knew was that the more he tried to fight it, the heavier this emptiness felt. It was strange how emptiness could take up so much space in his heart, making him even more determined to fill it with something-anything.

Even if that something was him disappearing.

Perhaps that would ease his mind.

What Slater didn't know was that sometimes emptiness was just like the moon. One has to experience complete emptiness to be full again.

Slater surrendered himself to the end that everyone

for the first time in a long time, he felt

within him like a flood.

shit! Please...

this distant distress call, feeling something

CPR on Slater, was in tears. He had already called for help,

Slater drowning in the tub. Seeing the empty bottle of wine on

wouldn't just give gifts like that. Not that Slater was not generous, but this was too

go back and check on him. After all, before James became Slater's manager, they were friends. Who would have thought this was what he would

call halted when Slater coughed up water before rolling onto his

Before he knew it, he slumped onto the bathroom floor, his face ashen, his

as he rested his back

his eyes shining with bitterness and

*****

Barely conscious, he begged James to let him stay. For Slater's sake, James asked the paramedics to treat

gazing at Slater

death of

his face in his palms in distress. The doctors had already left after prescribing some medicine and inserting an IV into Slater. They told him that it

is wrong?" James wondered, casting Slater a

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