When I heard those words, it felt as though my blood was violently exploding in my chest, pressing down on me so hard that it made my breathing sharp and ragged. Every breath seemed to carry the taste of blood.
What did Philip mean by that?
What had he done to Sylvia?
My heart pounded in my chest, uncontrollable, and a powerful premonition swept over me, tearing at my nerves and pushing me closer to the brink of collapse with each passing moment. It pulled at me, as if trying to drive me mad.
But I couldn't react. I had to force myself to suppress my emotions. No tears, no hatred, not even a flicker of change in my mood!
Only then would I not be exposed.
However, this was an unbearable torment for me. Every time I looked up and saw Philip's smug gaze, I wanted nothing more than to ri
