Opening the door of his bedroom, Yuden slowly walked in front of the mirror.
He looked deeply into the mirror, only to see his own reflection looking back at him with a face covered with cold sweat.
He wiped down the sweat as he glanced at the objects in his wardrobe.
With a heavy blow, he threw all the objects.
He was livid— he didn't know why.
He was overwhelmed by the urge to get rid of Issac but things didn't unfold as he wished. Yuden wanted to give Issac whatever he wanted just so he would leave Zahra but he fell down the cliff.
What made Yuden feel horrible was that everything happened right before him and he couldn't stop his fall. If he had a few seconds faster and reached out his hand, maybe Issac's death would have been avoided.
Yuden paused his thoughts.
Perhaps he didn't die and is just injured.
"But if I save him... he will tell Zahra about this and..."