Chapitre 507: Dark Halls (3)

"Dead… Evan is…dead," Angela muttered as if to confirm because it seemed as if Gael just told her Evan died. People had been dying around her for the past twenty-four hours that this particular news shouldn't faze her anymore.

But it did. Somehow it did.

"Yes. Probably a couple hours ago. They checked on him during lunchtime and he was still breathing. They only noticed he was gone a few hours later." Noticing her expression, Gael gently stroked his thumb on her hand. "Are you okay?"

"I…" She swallowed. "I don't know. Why did he ask to see me?"

He lifted a shoulder in a shrug. "Not sure. Perhaps he knew he was slipping away for real and thought he wanted to make amends." He scoffed. "If he was even capable of that… I thought about telling you after the party last night, but a lot of things happened."