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Xavier's POV,

I approached the door in the room and walked out slowly, for a moment, I felt a pang of guilt run through my veins as I made my way to the bathroom.

"Good day sir," one of the staff bowed slightly.

I halted in my steps and looked back at him. "Trust me today's definitely not a good day," I drew a long breath and gritted my teeth.

"I'm sorry sir," he walked away from where he was hurriedly.

I nodded to myself and finally got into the bathroom to wash my bloody hands and my face. Cole's face kept replaying in my head and it felt like I should kill him before he even gets his sentence.

The bastard need to have a taste of his own medicine.

"Damn it Xavi, damn!" I yelled and slammed my fist against the mirror in the bathroom causing it to crack.

'If I had not gone in the first place would all these things happen?' I placed my hands on the sink in the bathroom and faced down with my eyes shut.

'Or what if I never came back?' My thoughts drifted towards the scene that had just