Marco's pupils widened in shock, and he trembled so badly that he nearly fell to his knees.

“Aren't... aren't you dead?” he whispered, his voice filled with fear.

Aria also stared at Reed in disbelief, slowly taking him in from head to toe.

Reed hadn't really died?

He was actually standing right in front of her, alive and breathing.

Her Reed.

But wasn't he lying lifelessly on the hospital bed? Hadn't his body gone cold?

Reed stepped fully into the meeting hall. His eyes were ice-cold, and his intimidating aura made the entire room feel suffocating.

He was dressed entirely in black. His hair was braided backward, and his sleeves...