CHAPTER 737. IN MY NEXT LIFE. A Good Boy

There were things in the world that hurt, and then there was this. That feeling that he had to curl her up against his body and protect her like a cocoon because there was nothing in the world as difficult as saying goodbye to the woman he loved. He didn’t know if he cried, if he screamed, if what was coming from his chest were sobs or curses or…

And he didn’t know how many hours passed until the cabin door opened with a soft sound, and Peter opened his