Chapter 22: The threatAs Lydia Amorsel swallowed down her own saliva and listened to her own heartbeat, she could feel the last ounce of strength she had left in herself. She became aware of the existence of a palm in front of her that had been opened all of a sudden. Even before I looked into it, she already knew that it was from the O.
Lydia was right. He was staring at her with an unbothered expression on her face as he approached her. Despite Lydia"s best efforts, his gaze remained fixed on her, and even if she moved her gaze away, she would still be staring at her the next time she looked at him. He did look directly at her for every single second, and she was wondering whether he had made an indirect contact with his sight on me for that split second.
"Take my hand and stand up," h
