Chapter 15 The Birth of The Devil's Offspring

• Under the whistling wind, Nick's mind drifted around a memory. Nick is shackled to the name, "Jess". He was swept away in a weak pulse of fidelity. Unexpectedly, clouds rolled in the corners of his eyes. He was torn apart in an isolated longing room. Why can he forget his holy love every time he is side by side with the woman who has been washing his arid heart? Betrayal is the hallmark of a two-faced loser and that's his current face. The turmoil in his heart gave a vibrating effect on his shoulder that someone's soft touch couldn't wake him up. Suddenly, a soft embrace warmed his body, stopping the strange waves that were tearing his heart. Nick smiled, staring at the shady face of the woman who was embracing him.
• "Masma, you haven't slept yet?"
• "I see you are sad. How can I sleep?"