Belial's POV
"I don't understand; I don't comprehend," Ana said anxiously, her body trembling. "She's not even allergic to chocolate; she loves them. If this leads to further consequences, I'll die... I'll die for my daughter."
After a long time, I saw Ana show fear; her hands were on her knees, and her gaze couldn't hide her lostness.
I wanted to reach out to make her understand that I understood that fear because, inside me, I felt strong stabs that pricked at my heart.
But I had to step back when the doctor came out with Vera's report.
"Are you the parents of the girl?" he asked.
"How is my daughter?" Ana hurriedly asked. "Did you figure out what was in those chocolates? Is it poison?"
"The laboratory report indicates that it is a type of drug that causes drowsiness and subsequen
