Sir Ares, Goodnight

Angeline approached with the intent to console Josephine, only to watch the unease grow as the other's eyes fell on her.

Both Zayne and Josephine's expressions were one of pity and worry, making Angeline feel uncomfortable.

"Where's your brother?" she asked.

Josephine opened her mouth, only to be muffled by Zayne's hand as if his life depended on it.

The blood drained from Angeline's face, leaving her like a single-winged moth that was unable to spread its wings and fly, destined to wither away.

"Where's your brother?" Angeline asked again, her voice too low to hear the anger within.

Josephine struggled out of Zayne's grasp.

However, Zayne only tightened his arms in response. Like a ruthless executioner, Zayne showed no hits of letting go until Josephine breathed her last breath. Slowly, Angeline stood. Her eyes fell on the flames before them.

Without notice, she ran toward the fire.

and the rest felt their hearts jump. They only relaxed slightly when Grayson quickly dashed after Angeline to hold her

Ms. President. I'm so sorry

word 'loss' echoed like a death knell in Angeline's mind, driving her

for him. Let me

Josephine quickly rushed forward to comfort Angeline

spoke, "He couldn't let you go no matter how hard he tried, Angeline. So for him, you have to

far broken to

Jay Ares was, yet she found it impossible to place any blame on him. Not with how emotional she

knew his ruthlessness was because he had no other choice? How could she possibly accept it now that

mule, yet he found his hold on the

her death and whose voice had gone hoarse from all the screaming. "Let me go with him, please. Please, I'm begging you. You have no idea, there's no point

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I'll do better in my next life. Take care of my kids. Don't hold me back, Zayne. You know

Listen to me," Josephine consoled her as she sobbed. "My brother loved you so much. He even planned everything out for you after his death. You

have to talk to him. I need to know what he was thinking when he decided