And at the end…

Amidst the hustle of doctors and nurses…

The static sounds of machines and their alarms….

Kyle’s heart pounces as his muscular arms do their best to revive the man he initially hated.

A sound of relief was heard.

“His heart is stable,” a doctor announced.

Kyle did not even check who it was. He picked up his coat and stormed out of the room as soon as he heard the word “stable.”

He did not mind anyone who greeted him along the long hallway of the mansion. Nothing matters. He can’t even understand what he feels right now or even what he should feel now; everything...