"Mango, will you only come back to me if I die? Will you only believe that I really have you in my heart only if I suffer the same pain as you? If this is what you want, I will die for you!"
After Nathaniel finished speaking, he raised his dagger and stabbed it deeply into his heart.
"Poof!" The sound of the blade piercing into the skin was so resounding and impressive in this silent training ground.
Mango's footsteps came to a halt, and her heart was instantly tightened.
No!
It couldn't be!
How could Nathaniel, a person who cherished his life more than anything, hurt himself?
However, her feet seemed to have been anchored to the floor, and she could not lift them up no matter how hard she tried.
Mango felt her eyes dry and uncomfortable, and then a warm liquid instantly surged up.
