Chapter 53

The haunting words of Chen echoed relentlessly in my mind, refusing to relinquish their grip even long after the incident had occurred. I had borne witness to a gruesome death, an image that had become etched into the depths of my consciousness. Prior to the fateful event, I should have heeded Antonio's advice and listened attentively when he urged me to leave. Regrettably, my stubbornness prevailed, and I remained steadfast in my refusal to depart.

The day it all unfolded, I found myself plagued by relentless nightmares that plagued my sleep. It happened to be the day of the Conseligie's grand wedding, and I stood in my room, attempting to attire myself appropriately. Donning the very dress we had purchased on that ill-fated day at the mall, a strange sensation permeated my being, dissuading me from attending the event. The knowledge that the primary intent was to assassinate both Antonio and me during the car ride instilled a profound fear within me. I couldn't help but ponder why I