Chapter 90

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Arlen sat in bed, his legs crossed in the lotus position. There was little he could do to minimize his suffering.

Every day, Julius came around to help him get ready. Although Arlen did not allow him to supervise bath times like before, he couldn't stop his friend from choosing clothes or combing his hair. It was his little way of being considerate towards his beloved friend.

Arlen had too much time on his hands to reflect on how unlucky he had been in this lifetime. The question of whether he would be himself again hung in the air. Tired, the omega searched for his spirit weapon to empty his mind with darkness.

There was something about sad songs that comforted the broken... It persuaded the mind to treat heartache like a normal phenomenon. That it was okay to be upset. Arlen fell on old odes to cover this pain burrowing into his heart.

Arlen’s P.O.V.

Can I go back to the day we met? Is it possible to take a trip to the day you took me? I should have made it impossible to catc