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Chapter 77

A shiver went down my spine when I saw Dariel in that condition like he had beaten someone terribly. My throat dried as I closed the door behind me worriedly.

“D-Dariel…?”

“Saafia?”

Taken aback to find me in his office for the first time, he held his hand and stood straight but I had seen him already.

“W-What is this, Dariel?” I trembled, bringing my hand hesitantly close as I walked up to him with my numbed legs.

The merest idea of what he could have possibly done in wrath frightened me.

“What are you doing here?” He frowned.

Not liking me coming here but he was the one made me come.

“Why is there blood on your shirt and your hands? What were you doing?” I asked, shaking slightly while sparing at glance at his unbothered expression.

Distress creeping on my face when I grazed my finger over the fabric which had fresh blood, frightening me.

“What is your problem? Why are you here?” He hissed, ripping my hand from his shirt but frowning in return, I forcefully gripped his shirt to push
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