Chapter 500

In the past, I believed that death could inflict pain on those who harmed me. I viewed it as the ultimate retaliation against the organization. But now, such notions seemed childish. My death wouldn't harm those villains; it would only bring sadness and despair to the ones I loved, repeatedly. Summoning all my strength, I lifted my hands to hold Steven's face, managing a weak smile. "Long time no see, Steven... " My Steven. Steven stiffened at my touch, his eyes closing as warm tears landed on my eyelashes. He was such a crybaby… It was hard to reconcile that with the man who went berserk and lashed out at others. "I've prayed countless times, hoping that you'll be fine… " Steven whispered softly, his voice trembling. "I never knew a genius would believe in a higher power too," I joked weakly. He chuckled. "I don't… but when a heart feels empty, it needs something to lean on, Stephie." I stared at him blankly, suddenly recalling a faint yet vivid memory buried deep within me.