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CANTILEVER [BL]

Thank you for the support! Kindly check my other work ‘EGOTISTIC’ [EXPLICIT 18+, nsfw, mature content] ‘No one can predict where life will take you or which direction your boat will sail. Despite the carefully crafted plans for a smooth journey, you'll never know what might happen along the way’ Ezra, a young man who decided to end his life due to depression and long unhealed trauma, suddenly woke up back in a familiar place, he opened his eyes wide, having a hard time processing what had just happened. He was dead, 100% sure, so why he woke up again to his life in two years ago? Anxiety and doubt mixed together to create fear within his chest, not to mention that there were so many things that were constantly changing, some things that were happening were so different from his previous life. Especially with his childhood friend— Raphael. He realized the hungry eyes the man was giving him, he had never paid much attention to it in his previous life but now—the way Raphael was looking at him with greed and adoration—Things were getting more and more complicated. "Which one is the truth?" Should Ezra take this chance to fix his past? Or should he remain drowned in guilt over his trauma? [Note : I wont give a warning for the 18+ scene, I will give a warning for a sensitive content]

chacantsleep · LGBT+
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151 Chs

43. Epilogue (2)

Perhaps his mind was in a dark place during that time. He had a nightmare that night and went out of his room to sit on the sofa. Ezra hadn't slept all night, just staring silently at the ceiling of the room until morning arrived. By that time, his head was pounding so severely that he ended up vomiting, which led him to decide not to go to school.

When Raphael found out that Ezra hadn't come to class, he immediately visited him. He pushed his way in and insisted on staying there for a few days. They argued, with Ezra telling Raphael to leave him alone, but Raphael stayed nonetheless. This frustrated Ezra immensely. With his head throbbing and his ears ringing, he tried to grab anything nearby and threw it at Raphael.

As the vague memory replayed in his mind, Ezra's forehead throbbed. Regret surged, causing his chest to tighten.

"I'm sorry ..... Raphael, I'm sorry."