Greg held Hirvan in his arms, feeling the young man's crying subside. The sobs that wrecked his body turned into uneven gasps, His fingers had loosened their desperate grip on his shirt, and violent shudders had eased.
Greg could sense Hirvan had begun to calm down a bit.
So he opened his mouth, ready to speak but Hirvan cut through the silence first.
"Wait! Why are you here with this bastard?!!"
Hirvan's voice rose sharply, filled with disbelief and anger.
After the shock of Greg's appearance wore off a bit, Hirvan's mind began to comprehend what had happened. His body became tense, remembering there was someone else in this room. He pulled back from Greg's embrace and pointed a finger at Seung who stood across the room, watching them with conflicted eyes.
"Why didn't you get rid of him? He was the reason you had that accident!"
Hirvan's disgust was palpable, his emotions were out of control.
