Gnashing his teeth, Brendan tightly squeezed his palms until his veins bulged. He didn't know what to do next, but he knew one thing for certain—Sterling could no longer exist.

Deirdre had no idea how long she had been asleep. When she woke up groggily, she saw a figure on the balcony.

Rubbing her eyes, she got up and heard Brendan talking on the phone.

"Where is that professor from the ophthalmology department? Where did he go? Even if he is furthering his studies, he will come back someday.