~ROMEO~
I felt my stomach knotting at the words of the servant.
What does she mean by poison? I left him healthy. How was he poisoned when guards and maids surrounded him?
"My son!" Leona cried.
She sprang up at once and ran as the servants trailed behind her in pursuit.
I faced the servant who brought the news, staring at her closely.
"Was he able to survive? ", I asked as my heart stopped.
Why do I feel this way? Why does a part of me wish the bastard was alive? He was meant to be hated by me, not care about.
The servant nodded negatively as my cells froze, my tongue rooted to my mouth with my legs glued to the floor.
I feel cold at his response, yet paradoxically. Why do I feel this way for a bastard?
At last, I took control of myself and dismissed the servant.
"Look
