Marco stood motionless, and the story he had just heard was like a soap opera after the news, looking at Gantima's body as he walked motionless. All the surprises were coming at him mercilessly.
"Am I mistaken about you... mine."
His tone is so loud that he can't even recognize himself. He just smiled, his big hands raised, wiped his face in frustration, and didn't like it at all that he guessed the wrong situation.
The young man just smiled, and the guilt in her heart was tormenting her, and she remembered the image of Tayakey, where she sat and wept like a knife cut through her heart, and the greater her pain became. He was hurt a hundred times.
Feel pity for her fate.
Gantima's words, the woman he had been waiting for, rang in his mind again.
"I'm not a whistleblower, and I need m
