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Even with the charm Zorana gave him, Darell was only able to sleep without those strange dreams haunting him.
But ever since he learned how much the Jensons owed Tilda, and how much she had given to them in return, his heart had been heavy and joyless.
His sharp instincts told him the charm would not hold forever.
One day, the dreams would surelye back–whether they were premonitions or something else entirely.
Thud!
Before Darell could think further, Justin suddenly dropped to his knees.
“Justin?”
“Truth is … Tilda once saved my life, and I never repaid her. Worse, I even mistook someone else as my savior. That’s my sin. If staying here like this can ease even a bit of the weight on my chest, then it’s a blessing from above.”
Hearing Justin’s self–mocking words, Kayden stayed silent for a moment, then also sank to his knees.
“Heh, back then, I even used Tilda of being a thief. I said a lot of cruel things to her just to protect K. If I can’t even face my mistakes like a man, what right do I have to call myself one?”
Then, Howard also got down on his knees.
Santiago blinked.
“What the heck?<b>” </b>
Five of the seven were on the ground now.
He turned to Darell with a look ofst hope.
However, Darell pressed his lips together and lowered himself too.
That hope was shattered.
Even Darell–who never carried much guilt–was on his knees.
If Santiago kept standing, he would look out of ce.
“Ugh, I don’t get you guys at all. Why humiliate yourselves like this?! But fine, since you’re all down there, I won’t <b>act </b>like I’m above you. I’ll get down <i>too</i>!”
He tried to pass it off casually, but the truth was, he too had long felt Tilda’s weight on his heart.
He had to pretend otherwise, because if he admitted it, life would be as painful as it was for his brothers.
That cold, rainy night, the seven sons of the Jensons stayed on their knees outside Tilda’s apartment.
No one noticed them.
If someone had snapped a photo, it would have exploded across headlines by morning.
The top family of Slosa–the Jensons–seven extraordinary heirs, each admired, envied, or secretly loved by countless people, were on their knees in the freezing rain like men possessed.
It was as if they were begging for a light that might nevere, one that could brighten their dark, inescapable world.
Just then, Rain–who had lost a card game–came downstairs with the trash.
d in slippers, he carried arge ck garbage bag with ease, his white hair and blood–red eyes gleaming faintly in the dark.
Ghostlike, unnoticed, he just wanted to toss the trash and hurry back upstairs to keep ying games with his friends.
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However, his sharp gaze caught the seven figures opposite the apartment.
At first, Rain thought they were assassins targeting this ce.
He almost unleashed his killing intent and wiped them out since they did not look ordinary at
all.
After watching a little longer, though, he realized they were not assassins. More like lunatics.
Who else would be on their knees in the freezing rain–in winter no less—unmoving like
statues<b>? </b>
A cult, maybe?
Rain snapped a photo on his phone and hurried back upstairs.
<b>18:39 </b><b>Tue</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b><b>30 </b>
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Inside, Tilda and the others were ying board games.
“Rain, take my spot. I need the restroom,” said Myst.
“Sure!”
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Rain had already blended in well with the group after just half a day.
Liam was tossing dice while chatting with Dane about treatment ns.
He had been observing Dane’s condition for days, and though his research on the lithography machine had dyed him, now that Dane’s team was on holiday, he was preparing to start treatment after they all came back.
However, before that, Liam had a few reminders.
“By the way, Tilda,” Rain said casually, “when I went downstairs to toss the trash, I saw seven people kneeling in the rain not far from here. Their eyes looked fixed on our floor. Felt off to me, so I snapped a photo. If you think they’re a problem, I can go take care of them.”
He handed his phone to Tilda.
“Seven people? Kneeling there, watching my unit?”
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