Seline's POV
The afternoon hours came, and as signed, I was done with my shift at Flora's father's restaurant. I made my way, hoping to arrive as fast as I could back at the Bar. I took one of the shortcuts as I arrived there in no time, but I paused on getting close to the entrance, standing right there were two of the guards.
As Lysander knelt there, his head bowed on the ground, " P-Please, boss, I wasn't the one," he pleaded. Standing in front of him was Zane, a sly grin playing on his face. His feet stomped on Lysander's head, slamming it harder into the ground. " So, did you think you could have really outsmarted me, Lysander?" Zane said, and for a moment, his expression darkened. " Those who do that don't live to tell." They were meant for a whisper, but I was still able to
