She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 72

072 Trapped Soul

Sebastian’s POV

Jim took the shotgun. Upon Justin’s words, he exchanges a glance with me in the rear mirror with an unexplainable look. That’s a look mixed with confusion, surprise, and condemnation.

Condemn that the story I told him was obviously biased. I told him what I heard from Justin, and because I trusted Justin, I assumed that was the truth. I forgot how people can make mistakes, even if they meant well. I don’t think Justin lied to me,. but I think he didn’t tell the whole story because…

He didn’t know the whole truth.

Justin looks me right in the eyes, and I see a lost kid who is crying for help with the desperation in the tears twirling in there.

“Justin, tell me what happened,” Using a firm but gentle tone, I grab the back of his neck and knead, like how I did with my little brother, “You can tell me. I’m here for you.”

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“I don’t know…!” The moment he opens his mouth, he burst into a hysterical rant, I’m so fucking tired! I don’t know what to do! Everything I do is horrible, is hurting her, is wrong! I’m neglecting her if I work, and I’m too clingy when I spend time with her! I’m only allowed to fucking give her money and I can’t even ask what she’s doing with it! She turned into this mean, cold, manipulative monster! I don’t recognize the girl who took care of me during my eye surgery at all! I-”

What?

eyes with his arm. His ears, actually his whole face and

a mess if I

that’s what you want, then-” I only started when

can’t…” Justin shakes back and forth, turning back

promised her…I

“Whatever you

I pat him on the back, “Whatever it is that you owe, you don’t have to pay with your

072 Trapped Soul

+25 BONUS

It’s very

tormented out of his shape. I signed him at his pure love of acting. No matter how small a role, he would put his all in and make it memorable. I don’t see that sunny kid anymore. Just

soul…I just wish things could go back to when

didn’t know he was “blind” once, probably during the recovery period after the surgery

eyes for a role,” Justin pushes his hair sideways to show me, “actually it was my head, and the clot pressed on my optic nerves. I lost my sight and had to have several surgeries. I was blind

of you?” I can somewhat guess

sigh, but a faint smile on his face when he pulls up that memory, “I didn’t know if I would ever see her again, and she fed me, talked to me and walked me through those abominable surgeries. She

one for a year. If that was how they met, it wasn’t