The Savior Who Bites My Neck (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 109

The parlor was as silent as a tomb.

Sinclair could not utter a word, merely waiting for Elaina to open her lips—as if he were a priest yearning for a divine call, or a condemned prisoner awaiting execution.

Perhaps he was both.

And when she finally spoke, after an eternity had passed,

it was at the very moment the leaden silence threatened to crush Sinclair’s breath.

“I waited.”

Elaina’s dry lips whispered weakly.

“Even after my legs broke, I went to that valley every day… for you…”

Over and over, I fell and rolled along that familiar path, returning in a state far more disheveled than usual.

“I hated you. I loathed you. Then I told myself there must have been a reason, it wasn’t your fault—and I repeated that thousands of times, no, tens of thousands.”

[Help me, Len!]

It wasn’t just Elaina who endured endless repetition of those days. Sinclair did too. Until their reunion, he had never escaped that day. Perhaps he still hadn’t.

What could I possibly say?

That Yuriya had sent an assassin there?

That I thought if I went alone, they’d chase me, and you’d be safe?

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