Chapter 223: The Dachshund became A Chihuahua

KEITHEN

Wait—did I….?

I looked around myself, pondering.

Fuck. I didn’t release it, did I? That blasted energy. No, it can’t be it. They told me it wouldn’t come out unless it’s a matter of life or death—my life and my death.

But I felt extreme anger just now. Could that be the trigger?

I searched and found Rose—and she was rushing towards the sea lion who had already gotten off the stage. A first aid kit in her hand. Her brows knitted with worry.

And my insides clenched. Distaste covered my tongue.

‘The edge is clean—someone must’ve cut it.’

I spun around to the voice and the props guy was showing the guitar and its broken string to the director who immediately grabbed his forehead in distress—the AP was beside him, squinting with concern.

‘Who could it be?’ asked the director. ‘Anyone saw the last person to hold it before Richard?’

Silence filled the hall when the AP’s face met mine and said, ‘R-Rum.’ My name was like a gunshot in the stillness. I might as well have shot th