THE SUN already rose, yet August wasn't able to get some sleep. It became hard for him to rest his mind if he wasn't in the right mood. He felt like he was prohibited from doing anything.

'Did I do the right thing?' August couldn’t help but ask that question at the back of his mind.

If it wasn't for the revenge he wanted, he would have run away by now and lived the peaceful life he always wanted. He could forget everything. He could forgive them and start a new life like he did in Mrs. Johens' restaurant.

But it was different right now. Everything wouldn't be able to be the same again as he also thought about Daphne who crossed the line just to help him.

He would show her his gratitude some other time.

“Good morning, August," Charles greeted as he entered the room.

Charles thought that August would flinch or show a shocked expression because he looked like he was in deep thought when he opened the door, but August just gazed at him with his arms crossed.

‘He was conscious of his