Siara's POV
I could only watch helplessly as she continued convulsing.
Mr. Edmund walked closer to the bed to observe her for a while before leaving the room.
Immediately after he left, there was a rush of footsteps, and the door was kicked open.
“What do you think you are doing!?” My father yelled at the guard.
The guard seemed to still be in a trance, just standing there with the empty little bottle in his hands.
Zamiel immediately gave him a kick that brought him to his knees. The kick seems to have brought him back to his senses, as he started struggling to breathe.
“Sir, what did I do wrong?” He asked while clutching his stomach.
“You have the nerve to ask what you have done wrong!” Zamiel yelled and landed another kick on his shoulder.
"Sir, please, I really didn't do anythi
