Tyrone closed his eyes and looked at the future of the girl. She was destined to go home after finding her sheep near a barn.
But due to him, the course of her destiny changed and she fell into such a tragic condition. If no one helped her, she was going to lose her innocence from their hands.
But he could not meddle. Or he should not meddle in their affairs. But.. It was his mistake. He gritted his teeth. Was he meant to watch the scene like a clown?
"Tyrone!" he felt someone pulling his hands. He frowned when the scene started to blur. He looked around as his surroundings turned pitch black. There were no thugs, or Cassey or market.
"Cassey!" he called her name abruptly as he opened his eyes only to see her face but those eyes. They did not belong to the girl he knew. They were cold and frozen and full of spite.
