"Jeremy, I don’t give a crap if you want to die, but just don't dirty my hands." Madeline stared at him, and all of a sudden, her heart rate increased.

She thought that she would be happy to hear that someone who she hated with all that she had wanted to die, but at that moment, she felt strangely uncomfortable.

Seeing that the bloodstain on Jeremy's white shirt was growing in size, tears suddenly came to her eyes. She felt uncertain and pushed him away anxiously. "Scram, Jeremy, get out of here! Even if you die in front of me, I will never forgive you!"

She pushed him away forcefully, but Jeremy stood firm. She was unable to move him no matter how hard she tried.

"Jeremy, get out! If you don't leave, I will!"

Madeline rushed toward the door, and just as she passed by him, Jeremy hugged her tightly from behind.

"Linnie, don't go."

"Let go of me!"

"No, I won't let go. If I do, you’ll leave and disappear from my life forever."

Jeremy seemed to be talking to himself. His warm bre