When Rain walked into the bedroom, Camilla's crying was still in her ears, and Camilla's face soaked in despair and sadness made her feel suffocated, as if a huge stone was pressed against her. Breathless.
"You want to ask for it from Camilla, who is she going to ask for the injury that Sila suffered?" Rain sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and raised his eyes to Nael, "In the same way, you want to do it again, don't you?"
Nael stood at the door, his slender body leaning against the wall, "Is she really Sila?"
Rain didn't admit it, nor denied it, "At the beginning, if you hadn't used such fierce methods, Camilla wouldn't be where she is today, and Sila wouldn't be where she is now. Nael, after all, contributed to today's fate. It's you who are in this situation."
She abruptly pushe
