The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Sebastian did not say a word, neither did he withdraw his hand.

Like a lone wolf, he just sat in his wheelchair, staring at those two as if he was a ghost lurking in the dark. His gaze was lifeless and extremely terrifying.

“You let go first,” he finally spoke. A sense of calmness laced his voice.

Sasha lifted her tear-streaked face and looked at him, puzzled.

His grim expression and icy-cold gaze were a complete contrast to the bright sunlight. There was not the slightest emotion on his deadpan face. The rays of the sun beamed down on him, giving the illusion of him wearing a golden coat. The picturesque scene looked so surreal.

What is he planning to do?

Sasha released her grip on him.

“How are you going to save her?”

“You don’t have to worry about that. You just need to leave this place with her once the child comes over. Understand?” Sebastian reminded her sternly.

Biting her lips, Sasha watched him push the wheelchair on his own as he approached the two men in black. “All you want is this life of mine. Why bother making such a big fuss? Leave the child alone, and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Hahaha…” Both men burst into laughter at the rooftop.

“It’s good that you know your place, Sebastian. Great! Raise the gun and point it at your head. When I ask you to fire, I’ll return the child to you simultaneously.”

it look like

saw Sebastian do as he was told, aiming the

at the top of her lungs

he out of his mind to come up with this

gun from his hand. “Sebastian, what are you

none of your

intent and his face, ferocious. He

right, this is my way of

and for what purpose. Since that was the case, he thought it was not a big deal to trade his life for

was not going to let

a selfish jerk. You’re always like this, making your own decisions for everyone else. How do you know that it doesn’t concern me? Huh?” Sasha retorted furiously and stared at him with a pair of

exactly like what he was half

as blood streamed down the grip

black, wailed loudly

through the air,

were going off tangent, the man who had Vivian in his arms, lifted her up

voice yelled from

in fear, and subconsciously released

“No!”

Thump!