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With an aggrieved keenness, his fist had collided with the wall mirror in the bathroom.

He snuffled, the glass shattered into tiny pieces just like his pulverized prestige, his obliterated reputation, everything was ravaged like this mirror.

Jett heckled his dazzling white hair, ransacking it, racking it as it messily scattered, sticking in every direction. He placed his hands down on the sink and leaned his body down but his gaze landed on a broken piece of mirror on the floor, revealing his reflection.

Unhurriedly he crouched and picked up the piece and his sanguine eyes stared back at him, formidable, malignant, filled with exasperation, indignation, choler, animosity, every negative emotion that he couldn’t hush up remained in his eyes, showcasing. Then his gaze went down his chest where a bloody line drew across his arm to his chest from the whip the commander used on him earlier. Jett gripped the broke piece of glass a bit tighte
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