Warning: The chapter contains depictions of sexual exploitation which may be upsetting to some readers.
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Fredrinn made a diagonal cut across his face, causing blood to seep out from the wound. The wound stretched from the right side of his forehead down to the left side of his chin.
His handsome face was now drenched in blood, but he never flinched since he made the cut. He continued to stare at Kristine with eyes filled with remorse.
With the previous Fredrinn's memories, the things he had done to her were playing in his mind.
'This wound isn't just for her, but for all the innocent people that Fredrinn harmed.'
Kristine stared at him in panic. "Cousin! Why would you do that?! Wait! Let me help you stop the bleeding…"
