บท 521: 519 Struggle_1

On the chill, lengthy corridor, Saken Morrison walked alone.

His head held low, his face dark and gloomy, as if struggling with a difficult decision.

"Saken!"

At the sound of his name, Saken Morrison stopped abruptly. When he lifted his head, he saw his wife, Nina, standing right in front of him, just a step away. Had she not spoken, he probably would have bumped into her.

"What's on your mind?" Nina asked, her face filled with worry as she observed her distracted husband.

"Nina... I..." Looking into the gentle beauty of his wife's face, Saken found himself at a loss for words.

Nina appeared unable to guess her husband's thoughts. Assuming he was still brooding over his father Franco's suicide, she tried to comfort him:

"Saken, dwelling on past sorrows is pointless: a true warrior should stand above such suffering, seeking out their self-worth amidst adversity.