Lucian stood in place, probably too stunned to speak, while Finn cried endlessly in his arms. This situation had continued for more than ten minutes already. One moment, the boy would tremble like he was finding it hard to breathe, and the next, he would continue crying. Lucian was confused. He wondered what had gone wrong. But for some reason, his heart felt uncomfortable as he watched the boy cry. Once again, his dark eyes slowly changed, replaced by anger, hatred, and slowly morphing into something he couldn't describe. "You regret it," He snapped his head to the side. "Didn't you?" His voice had totally changed. Hearing the familiar voice, the same voice that had haunted him many times in his dreams in the past, Finn choked on his tears and raised his head. The distant, almost detached look on Lucian's face had dissipated, replaced by a familiar calm and accommodating look. Finn's heart let out a loud sound. The sound that almost suffocated him. It was this same look. The e
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