Tonight, the moonlight scattered a silvery-white glow across the ground.

The night breeze stirred, casting shadows that swayed outside the window.

Asher lowered his eyelashes, holding a cross in his hand as he stood devotedly before the altar, praying.

Since his lover's passing, he has performed this ritual daily, seeking self-redemption and repenting for his sins.

Countless times, he did it all for himself.

But now, as he stood once again before the altar, he could no longer see his own heart clearly.

Confusion and a sense of helplessness engulfed him.

With a long sigh, Asher turned around.

Just then, the church's grand doors burst open.

The next moment, a slender, graceful figure with fox-like eyes shimmering with mist stepped in, breaking through the desolate twilight and crashing into his gaze.

"Ash..."

Arnold stood alone in the hallway as the cold wind pierced his thin frame. Tears welled up in his narrow eyes. "You came all the way here to look for me... Why didn't you wait a little longer? Would it have killed you to wait a bit longer?"

Asher's heart jolted.

He froze. An unbearable emotion started burning fiercely in his bloodshot eyes.

"You idiot... Do you know how hard I've been searching for you?"

the KS Group's building to see you. I didn't dare go to Yara Park to see you... I didn't dare to contact anyone from your family or

last words came out as a choked whisper. "But... I was even more

had he said the word

the carefree, unrestrained Arnold who arrived from Meridan

reduced

it Asher's own ambivalence, his wavering indecision, and the

at Arnold's tear-soaked face, his heart aching as if it

I looked at your back from afar the last time I saw you standing under my window, I was so scared that

"But how could that be... I want to be with

"Dr. Larson."

his words stiff as if he were speaking for the first time, "This is a church. Please don't say such

staggered forward

his fingers

care about the Larson family or divine retribution... What do those things matter compared to you? If there's retribution, then bring it

his eyes and collapsed to the

he did not feel

he felt the warm embrace of

was the embrace he had searched

Asher's hand

fever?!" he exclaimed, his large hands covering Arnold's sweat-drenched forehead, finding it alarmingly hot.

wanted to hug him, but his whole body ached too much to even lift his arms. "Seeing you makes everything better..." Asher gritted his teeth. "Stop fooling around! You have a high fever. You need to

My father and brother must

me right now. Once I step foot in any

under the Thompsons, they'lb

hold of

shirt, shaking his head vigorously. "Some

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