"No –" Hazel screamed hysterically. A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth and stained Zac's shirt red.
"Hazel!" Zac's face was pale and nervous. The bright red blood stung his eyes. Looking at her mental breakdown, he felt a sharp pain in his chest like a fire, and at the same time, he was panic and fearful. There were too many things in her life that she couldn't bear. He was afraid that she would collapse because of this.
"My little fool, I know you can't accept it. But you still have Mili, Dot and me. You have to be strong for us." He caressed her face, kissed her, and comforted her in a hoarse voice.
Hazel didn't move, like a wooden man, turning a blind eye to it and ignoring it. She was completely trapped in her own painful state.