Hanuel's POV
Yeon's hand leaving my body was the last thing I felt.
I don't know how long ago it has been, but I still feel it vividly, it feels like being choked to death by invisible hands.
My alpha whines in my chest while my body tries to take us out of shut down.
'He is the fucking heir to the Hwang throne'
I hear those words even after everything went black and the darkness swallowed me up, it dragged me down but I fought and lost for Yeon.
I want to apologize.
Deceiving him was never my intention, fear of losing him…even though I never had him…or will ever have him is the worst thing that can ever happen to me.
I've never wanted someone to see me, and to approve of me harder than I'm doing with him…a man I really don't know.
"Hurry and wake up" a small male voice says and I groan to force myself awake, as I open my eyes, I stare up at the white ceiling above me.
I swallow and it feels like I'm pushing down ash and dirt.
