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.”

making it look like

horrified when she saw Sebastian do as he was told, aiming the gun at

screamed at the top of

mind to come up with this

hand. “Sebastian, what are you doing? Are you insane? How can you trade your life to save

personal matter. It’s none of

filled with a strong murderous intent and his face,

is my way of saving

was not a big deal to trade his

woman seemed adamant she was not going to let

like this, making your own decisions for everyone else.

a total je*k, exactly like what he was half a

started cracking as blood streamed down the grip of

by the man in black, wailed loudly as she caught a glance of her parents. “Daddy… Mommy… Save

miserable cry of agony cut through the air, piercing

tangent, the man who had Vivian in his arms, lifted her

her terrified voice yelled from

shuddered in fear, and subconsciously released her grip on

“No!”

Thump!