Warning : this chapter may include traumatized person whom experience severe physical abuse
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With his back hunched, Sim sits on the edge of his bed. The clean white sheet is crumpled from his weight, and his gown is purely clad on him. What's not is his skin, it's covered in scratches, bandages and bruises.
His eyes are staring at his lost right hand. Yet he can feel Kai's presence as soon as he entered his room with the guide of a nurse.
He looks real different from yesterday.
Yesterday, he was lost in the right state of his mind. He's scared for his life and shocked of what has happened to him. Yet now, he's sitting there as if it's just a normal day for him.
"I knew you'd come back." Sim uttered before lifting his head to look at him. His eyes have lost it's aura, his face ha
