---- above a whisper.
T didnt know why I was even born.
Life...
it was too hard.
Too cruel.
His voice faltered, his eyes distant as though seeing a younger version of himself standing on the edge of despair.
But then...
I found something, he said, his tone shifting, softer now, almost reverent.
---- Chapter 412 A book.
A storybook, tossed near a trash can.
Its pages were torn, its cover stained, but it was the most valuable thing Id ever held in my hands.
A book? Zariyan asked He nodded.
T sticked the torn pages together but I couldn't read it.
I didnt know how.
But it had pictures...
Beautiful pictures.
A prince and a princess.
They fell in love, little one.
They faced so much pain, but in the end, they were happy.
They had children, a family, a life full of love.
It was...
it was everything I d never had but dreamed of.
Tt was silly, really, he continued.
Just a book about love, about family...
something I thought Td never have.
But for some reason, I couldn't let it go.
T carried it with me everywhere, tucked it under my arm like it was some kind of treasure.
---- Chapter 412 A book.
A storybook, tossed near a trash can.
Its pages were torn, its cover stained, but it was the most valuable thing Id ever held in my hands.
A book? Zariyan asked He nodded.
T sticked the torn pages together but I couldn't read it.
I didnt know how.
But it had pictures...
Beautiful pictures.
A prince and a princess.
They fell in love, little one.
They faced so much pain, but in the end, they were happy.
They had children, a family, a life full of love.
It was...
it was everything I d never had but dreamed of.
Tt was silly, really, he continued.
Just a book about love, about family...
something I thought Td never have.
But for some reason, I couldn't let it go.
T carried it with me everywhere, tucked it under my arm like it was some kind of treasure.noveldrama
---- Zariyans hands instinctively grip Vinces arms around her waist and he smiles sadly.
What happened then? she whispered.
Vince chuckled bitterly.
I clung to that book like a fool, even as the world kept reminding me it didnt care.
I kept stealing, kept surviving, but...
that book made me dream.
I started imagining a life where I wasnt just some stray.
A life where maybe, just maybe, someone could look at me the way those people looked at each other in the pictures.
He paused, his chest rising and falling against her back as he inhaled deeply.
But dreams dont keep you alive.
They just make the hunger worse.
Did you ever...? Zariyans voice broke Twas close, Vince admitted.
There was a night...
cold as death itself.
I was huddled in an alley, clutching that stupid book, and T decided it was time.
Time to stop fighting, to let go.
T was not going to search for food or a place to be called home, I gave up on finding love.
I was going to
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