Chapter 112 Her Plea

• Life is so mercilessly relentless, and that's what makes grieving hard. The world keeps on spinning, and after every sleepless night, the sun still rises.
• Even when you want to die, there are people who will persistently try to save you from the death you've long desired.
• I stared blankly at the ceiling in the room where I found myself, slowly recalling the memories of what I did before losing consciousness. What am I doing here again? Why am I still here?