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The morning has come. The birds chirp with each other.

Now the clock shows at 9 am. Dara was still sitting quietly on her wheelchair. Sitting facing the window of the room which shows a stunning morning view. However, it was not like with his heart now. He saw that there were only a thousand regrets constantly coming toward him. He held tightly to a photo of Liya smiling at the camera. The photo he took of Afi. Because Dara asked Afi to take a photo of Liya. And luckily there are still photos of Liya.

"Liya. Ii'm sorry. Dad, mom, sorry. It's all my fault. My fault. Excuse me. Hicks!" And again the crystal circle fell soaked his two eyeballs.

Her two beautiful eyeballs that usually exuded happiness, sparkling with pleasure, now turned blank. There is no twinkle of happiness, only sadness and emptiness emanating from those eyes.

Chequelek

The door to the room is open. There Afi came with a tray containing food and fruits.

Afi immediately entered the room and placed a tray containing food on the table near the bed.

Afi already felt strange with Dara's attitude. Ever since she bathed and combed Dara's hair, Dara was silent and occasionally shed her tears that looked like the undead.

After putting a tray filled with food, Afi immediately walked over and approached Dara who was sitting in his wheelchair. Afi chose to squat in front of Dara.

"Miss, miss has to eat." Say soft Afi. I don't know what happened to Dara. But Afi knew very well how Dara felt. Especially when Dara forced him to take a photo of Liya in his room. The room that now belonged to him was the room that Liya had in the past.

After getting a photo of Liya, Dara just kept quiet and looked blankly at her front. His thoughts were only on one of his Father, his Mother and Liya. The people he loves. And again, the crystal circle came down wetting her two beautiful eyes.

"Miss.." Call Afi again. However, nil. Dara was still silent in her place. Not responding at all. Pity arises in his heart. If Afi has children and sees the condition of his son like Dara, Afi will definitely feel very sad.

Chequelek

The door to the room is open. Dara knew who had entered the room. Sean. Her husband's.

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Strict footsteps were heard entering his room. Afi immediately got up and bowed respectfully towards Sean.

Sean sighed harshly looking at his wife's seemingly chaotic state. Afterwards, Sean gestured to Afi to leave him with his wife.

Afi who understood the code, immediately bowed respectfully and walked away from the room of the lovers.

After Afi left him alone with Dara, Sean walked up to his little wife with his firm steps.

Sean walked up and stood face to face with his wife.

Deg

His heart seemed to be sliced to see the condition of his wife as she is now. His puffy eyes, reddened nose, pale face and two empty-looking eyes, did not emit any aura of life at all.

Slowly, Sean chose to squat down and hold both of his wife's hands. No rejection at all. There was no cheerful tone every time he held his wife's hands.

"Darling, let's eat." Take Sean gently. He saw the beautiful face of his wife who looked pale.

"Darling.." Said Sean.

However, nil. His wife did not respond to his call at all. Even just to see it, his wife did not do it at all.

His heart was like being hit by thousands of concrete seeing the condition of his wife now. Baby, I missed you..

Yeah, now there's no more. There is no movement to eat the food. Only silence comes out on those lips. Not a word came out of his wife's little lips. And it made Sean feel devastated.

Gently, he held his wife's tiny face using both of his warm hands. His skin color contrasts sharply with his wife's skin color.

The sudden touch on his face made Dara who was originally staring straight ahead directly look at that stern and handsome face. Sean's Face. Her husband is at once the destroyer of all her happiness.

While staring fixedly at both irises Sean's eyes, a flash of events came to affect his brain. Her tears immediately fell on her eyes again and again.

"Can I ask you something Sean?" Dara asked with an empty face of her husband.

Sean hesitated. "Dear, what do you want?"

"Turn Liya on, Sean." Said Dara calmly.

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Sean's body was pecking at his wife's request.

"Turn Liya. Return Liya to me Sean. I beg.." Please Dara. "Return Liya. Return Liya. Hicks!" Isak Dara with her cries instantly broke just like that.

Sean's body stiffened hearing the request from his wife.

"Return Liya. He doesn't know anything. Hicks!" Said Dara again. "You should have killed me Sean! You should have punished me, killed me. Not Liya, Sean. Nope. I asked him to help me run from you. I forced him to promise me. But.. But why did you kill him? Hicks!" Auras of sadness and disappointment were strongly emanated from both of Dara's eyes. "Liya I consider to be my family. My sister's. But why did you snatch it?!" Jerky Dara. "Don't you hurt me enough? Destroying my feelings. Is that not enough Sean?"

Sean's mouth was locked tightly. Sean didn't know what to answer. Sean junga couldn't have done it.

"I'm sorry." Sean replied with a soft voice that still sounded clear in Dara. "I can't do it."

"You can hit me. You can beat me up. You can do it. Origin one, you don't ask me to let you go. I won't be able to do it." Said Sean.

Dara was hysterical. The crying is getting louder. Head shakes. Both of his hands that were initially tightly holding Liya's photo immediately changed to clutch the collar of Sean's shirt.

His eyes fell so hard, like the rain that rained down on the city.

It's all my fault. This all happened because of my mistake..

Because of my selfishness that so desires freedom..

It causes those closest to me to be victims..

Excuse me..

Ii'm sorry..

I should have realized, I was just a disaster for the people closest to me..

I should have died in that massacre..

Now I should have lived happily with both my parents, the maids and bodyguards who were killed in the massacre..

I shouldn't be here..

I should have been gone..

I'm sorry Liya..

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