Ileus sighed deeply and couldn't help but reminisce on how messed up his whole life was. He had lost a lot of things and was still losing them up till now.
A pessimistic smile ensued on his face, and he suddenly felt down upon recalling how much he must have hurt Shawn. It's been two days now and he hasn't set his eyes on him.
He clicked his tongue in a bit of stress and stood up from the sofa. He made his way downstairs and strolled towards the room where Victor was in and walked in to see Mr. Flynn seated on the sofa with his head rested back.
"Mr. Flynn," He called him, and Mr. Flynn raised his head to look at him.
