Zain hesitantly hugged the black-haired back, tears flowing on his cheek. He buried his face in his chest, crying silently. David frowned. "Why… are you crying?"
Zain gritted his teeth. "I… don't want you to die," he whispered.
David's gaze gradually saddened. "But… You… hate me."
"I CAN'T HATE YOU NOW!" Zain screamed, glancing up at him, and David blinked, seeing the pain and anger in his eyes. "I can't hate you now," Zain repeated, softer. "You… were manipulated and used. I can't hate you!"
David shook his head. "No… I'm guilty. I still killed those people. I'm a criminal! You're supposed to hate me… I'm a death convict!"
"I agree with Zain."
David's eyes widened, hearing Rahma's voice. He glanced at her with a shocked expression. "Did you listen?" he whispered.
Rahma nodded. "F
