Dazed, Madeline stared at the dark red spots of blood on the tissue. Oxygen suddenly felt scarce, and her vision darkened. She could not see anything at all. Before her was endless darkness and she felt it slowly suffocating her, numbing her senses.

He had not recovered yet. There was still poison in his body.

He lied to her.

“Linnie.”

Jeremy’s voice sounded from outside, snapping Madeline back to reality.

She stood up, her hands and feet feeling cold. She stuffed the tissue into her pocket. Wiping the tears off the corner of her eyes, she forced herself to smile and walk down the stairs.

Meeting her was Jeremy in the white T-shirt she had chosen for him. It fitted perfectly on the man’s body.

He walked toward her and curled the corner of his lips. “How is it? Do I look okay?”

Madeline stared deeply at the man in front of her. The faint smile he was wearing brought her back to years ago when they first knocked into each other on campus.

It had been years, yet hints of the man’