Luka opened his eyes and was suddenly struck by the heavy headache that caught him. He didn't even remember passing out.
"Hmm? You're awake?" Alexander smiled at his son and Luka, who had dreamed about what had happened before, glared at him with all his might.
All his insecurities with people had all come from Alexander and the way he taught him to behave. If only he could turn back in time and tell his younger self to be fiercer… who knows how many things could've changed.
Luka's hands were still tied up but this time he wasn't sitting on the ground. Alexander had hung Luka's hands from the ceiling when he was unconscious.
Luka felt uncomfortable all over and he was pinned with so many emotions at once. Even then, with everything that Alexander had done, Luka thought that maybe he would at least treat him a little better.
