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CHAPTER 37: Avenge of Clifford

Nishane's Point of View

WHEN I woke up, it felt like my head was whirling. It aches. I was blinded by the brightness streaming from the lamp on the side table when I first opened my eyes. I stood up gradually since I needed to hydrate. My throat is extremely parched. Although my entire body does not hurt, I feel frail. I was able to sense the heat of my breath, so I placed the back of my hand to my neck to check for a temperature. And I wasn't mistaken.

That explains why I'm queasy and finding it difficult to stand up.

"Do you call for anything?"

A recognizable voice caught off guard from beside me. From Clifford, that is. I was overcome with fear as soon as I saw his face. I could clearly recall what had occurred. I can recall being in a taxi when my fear first appeared. I can recall every detail.

When I noticed the concerns in his eyes, I shuddered. I don't want to believe it even if it seems true. He was to blame for it. It's his fault! It is!

He's responsible for what happened
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