FLASHBACK
Alex’s POV:
The moment I stepped into the house, exhaustion weighing down my bones, I barely had time to think about a nap before one of the maids came rushing towards me, panic painting her face pale. Her words tumbled out frantically — Shifu hasn’t eaten for days… she’s unconscious… she’s barely breathing…
I didn’t waste a second— I bolted toward Damon’s private wing.
She wasn’t there. Just silence— and a sinking feeling in my gut.
It was the maids who told me Damon’d moved her to the underground basement.
The sight that greeted me there nearly stopped my heart.
There she was lying like a broken porcelain doll on the cold marble floor, her skin ashen, her body frighteningly still.
I dropped beside her, my fingers trembling as I checked for a pulse.
Nothing.
For a hor
