Chapter 842

Nursing her thumb, silent tears started to cascade down her cheeks.

“You’re awake.” Lysander’s voice, deep and somber, echoed through the darkness.

Thalassa shivered. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to force back the tears. But the intense sensation of sourness in her throat was

uncontrollable.

“Why did he fall from the building?” she managed to ask Lysander, her voice trembling.

The room fell silent, the air filled with a chilling stillness.

Just as Thalassa thought she wouldn’t get an answer, Lysander spoke up, “No one expected it. He jumped down himself…”

No one expected him to do this, and hence, nobody was prepared to stop him.

He jumped off himself?

Why?

heart clenched, her body curling tighter.

of the bed, watching her. She was facing away from him, her body curled up into a ball. She didn’t respond

But under the moonlight, he could see the glitter of

forgot about Leopold, so his death brought her immense

was taut. He mused, and didn’t say

courage to voice

is in the morgue and undergoing a post–mortem makeover,” Lysander’s

her thumb almost bitten

should get up and eat something. You’ve been asleep for six hours,” Lysander said as he

white light instantly illuminated

light. Before she could adjust

by Lysander and helped to sit at

On it was a bowl of soup and an almond pudding, which were both mild dishes. Lysander tucked away the stray hair from her forehead, revealing her pale face; her lips

he scooped up soup and brought it to her lips.

turned away, not wanting to eat.

appetite. Her taste buds were numb from the chilling sorrow. She didn’t have the

outstretched spoon hung in mid–air as his expression turned grim,

wave of inner pain. She flinched and looked away from

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