Chapter 133

Zahra followed Axell into the room; the smell of oranges wafted out when the door was opened. The cold air from the AC, which was not turned off all night, immediately penetrated the pores. Zahra paid attention to every corner of the room, which was quite spacious; all things were neatly arranged and equipped with an indoor bathroom. Zahra's gaze stopped on a fairly large photo with a beautiful frame of a dirty village dog. Zahra's forehead furrowed in surprise.

Axell noticed Zahra's confusion, then approached.

"He was the dog who looked after me all night in front of the orphanage when my mother left me there. At that time, he barked all night, hoping that someone would care, but people didn't understand; in fact, they were even more afraid to go out. So I was a baby all night long. The cardboard near the rubbish box is being guarded by a dog while it's cold," said Axell dreamily.

"Sorry," said Zahra quietly.

Axell looked up.

"For what?" Axell asked.

"It tears your old wounds,"
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