After that, I told Derren everything that had happened yesterday and played the full recording captured by my necklace.
Derren's jaw tightened as he listened. His eyes even turned red with anger. But when he glanced at me, there was a heavy guilt in them.
"Leave everything to me, Clarissa. I won't let them get away with this."
He then took the necklace as evidence.
Not long after, we arrived at the medical center. They ran a full examination on my body, and I had to be hospitalized.
The doctor eyed Derren suspiciously. My injuries clearly looked like the result of a beating.
"I– it wasn't me, doctor…" Derren stammered, flustered under the doctor's scathing glare.
I chuckled softly at his attempt to defend himself.
By noon, Luna Eileen arrived with tears streaming down her face. She ran toward me, wanting to hug me, but when she saw my condition, she hesitated—afraid she might hurt me. In the end, she simply held my hand tightly.
