I was overwhelmed by Tyler just now. And my waist hurt. It took me a lot of effort to get up now.

I got up. Through the mirror in front of me, I could see Patrick standing outside a compartment.

Although I saw him at the entrance of the hotel last time, I didn't see his face.

It was the first time that I looked at him in his face ever since I was released from the prison.

He was wearing a black suit, who was almost the same as he had been more than a year ago.

But what about me?

I saw my face through the mirror.

My...