Chapitre 250: Spilt Milk

Blood was all they could see. The circle was slowly filling up. The stench of their holy blood was almost suffocating.

" Brother Angelo, nooooo! Sister Lily, please wake up!" Samira's hands frantically rained down punches on the wall that kept them out.

Their invisibility seal was gone as their bodies emerged. Lahan couldn't believe his ears. Brother? Sister?

 His gaze drifted between the two bleeding forms and back to the woman he promised to make his.

His heart beat crazily in his chest. No? It couldn't be what he was thinking! He recalled vividly how she did not judge him for his transgression.

However, she always made it a point to remind him of her bottom line. Her family was her bottom line and he just cut two of them open.

Lahan's entire frame felt numb as he froze in place. He couldn't move even if he wanted to.

The shackles that were originally invisible were now slowly emerging. His facade was slowly peeling off too.