Mark's ears were ringing loudly, a deafening, painful high-pitched sound, as if all the air in that luxurious office had been sucked out in a single breath.
The words that had just left Celine's lips didn't sound like ordinary sentences. They transformed into an invisible projectile that struck him squarely in the chest, shattering his entire defense mechanism.
Mark's knees instantly lost their ability to support him. He went completely limp, his body staggering backward several steps.
Mark's mind was reeling. His wide eyes stared at Celine with a palpable emptiness, trying to make sense of what she had just said. A sense of disbelief surged violently from the depths of his heart—a refusal to accept a reality too horrific for his rational mind to process.
