Charlotte nodded, and Kevin Cliff took it as her agreement. He sighed silently and cast one last, complicated glance at her before he entered the Guard Room.
In the ward,
Kevin Cliff stood by the bedside, looking at Abigail Summer with a face full of self-blame. He closed his eyes for a moment, then gently sat down but found himself at a loss for what to say.
He had no idea how to articulate his feelings at that moment.
If he hadn't been so heartless, refusing even to see her face, perhaps she wouldn't be lying here today.
He began to doubt. Why did the people by his side, those who were so important to him, always end up with such tragic fates?
Heh… he really was useless, wasn't he? In the end, he'd failed to protect anyone he wanted to!
So, Kevin Cliff stayed in the Guard Room for half an hour. During those thirty minutes, he didn't utter a single word. Only when he stood up to leave did he turn around and say—
