Chapter 11

Sebastian clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug into his palm. Blood started to drip from his fingers. The pain he felt didn't make him feel any better. He glared at Felicia's dead body with reddened eyes as he said with gritted teeth, "Felicia Lane, I haven't forgiven you yet. I'm not happy with this answer! Wake up and think of a new way to gain my forgiveness! "Felicia, wake up! As long as you wake up, I'll consider forgiving you! "As long as you wake up, I'll say yes to anything. I'm begging you…" His voice got weaker as he went on. He was a grown man, yet he sounded as helpless as a toddler. He held her hands tightly, trying to warm her cold hands. No matter how hard he tried, her body stayed ice cold. With reddened eyes and an empty heart, Sebastian completed the procedure of collecting Felicia's body to bring her home. Within the night, Richard and Marissa seemed to have aged by decades. Their hair had turned completely white, and the weight of sorrow and desola