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.

him of his breath and strength, Slater surrendered himself to the end that everyone must face when the time was right. He might have surrendered too early, but

time in a long time, he felt

place of solace, memories he never had surged within him like a flood.

shit! Please... Slater,

call, feeling

on, man!" James, who was performing CPR on Slater, was in tears. He had already called for help, but until then,

empty bottle of

this was too abrupt. Moreover, James had noticed that Slater

all, before James became Slater's manager, they were friends. Who would have thought this was

James's call halted when Slater coughed up water before rolling

knew it, he slumped

chest as he rested his

out, his eyes shining with bitterness and

*****

place. They helped both Slater and James, but Slater insisted on staying. Barely conscious, he begged James to let him stay. For Slater's sake, James asked the paramedics to treat Slater there, with the condition that they would call for a doctor. The paramedics

sat in the room, gazing at Slater in the bed.

death of me for

an IV into Slater. They told him that it was good James found Slater because if he hadn't, the nation would have been mourning the loss of

is wrong?" James wondered, casting Slater

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