Hatred is an emotion that can be vented.
What cannot be vented is the lingering nightmare that torments her in every midnight cycle, plunging her into the abyss of agony repeatedly, an inescapable darkness.
Si Han has experienced many things and faced even more. He is determined, cold, and decisive.
But even such a strong person, at this moment, can only feel an indescribable pain in his heart, holding her, becoming more compassionate.
He couldn't imagine what kind of a fatal blow that a sixteen-year-old girl, a girl raised in a greenhouse, actually endured on her frail shoulders.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will protect you from now on and never let you get hurt again."
This sentence is a promise.
However, promises have never existed between them. In the past, they didn't exist. Now, they still don't exist.
