Chapter 23

Countless photos haunted Damien like a nightmare, looping endlessly before his eyes. Even when he shut them tight, the images still kept appearing before him. After a long while, he was consumed by guilt. He apologized over and over, "I'm sorry, Celeste…" However, the torment didn't stop, no matter how many times he apologized. Damien was drenched in a cold sweat. He kept searching the room for an exit, trying to escape. He finally found the bathroom, but the moment he stepped inside, he was thoroughly disgusted by himself. As such, he turned the hot water on full blast and began scrubbing his body nonstop. It was as if he wanted to wash off every layer of skin. He muttered in a daze, "Celeste, I'm not dirty. I swear I'll never touch anyone else again. I'm not dirty…" The torture lasted for an unknown amount of time before he was finally freed. When Damien was let out, his eyes were hollow. His entire being radiated desolation. Passersby cast him strange looks as he walked by,