Extremely flummoxed, Zen only continues staring back at Anastasia with his eyes widening like saucers, looking as if he has seen a ghost.
She appears more than livid. Her brows are scrunched tightly together while her eyes are seething in anger. Although she is fuming, he can still see an unmistakable display of dread and horror on her expression.
"Were you seriously going to kill yourself just now?!" Anastasia bolted out as she gripped the collars of his white dress shirt that had some speckles of blood now.
"Y-You're.... a-alive...?" was all Zen could blurt out in nonplus, still stupefied by her uncalled-for outburst.
"H-How... I thought you were-"
"I'm alive, alright...?! I'm fine...! But even if I'm not, you still don't have a damn good reason to end your life like that! Just how could you do such a thing, Lucien?!"
"Says you. You just fell from the balcony, you know."
