Zachary squinted, his face filled with melancholy as helplessness washed over him.
Sasha picked up a photograph of herself with Chris and placed it next to her pillow. She looked at Zachary, her smile radiating happiness. "One day, I'll make this man lie next to me for real!"
"Sasha!"
"You'll give me your blessing, won't you?" she asked.
Zachary gazed at her for a moment, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
"You should give me your blessing if you treat me like your own daughter!" she pressed on.
He sighed. "If you were truly my daughter, I'd never harm a hair on your head..."
"What?"
His words were mumbled, making it hard for her to hear clearly. She looked at him, perplexed.
Zachary walked over and affectionately patted her head, a reminiscent look in his eyes. At that moment, he recalled the time when Krystal had saved him many years ago.
Krystal had also patted his head, wiping the blood from his forehead, and had asked with a mysterious smile, "Are you willing to serve me from now on?"
Zachary's disappointment toward Sasha slowly faded from his eyes, replaced by boundless love.
It was like a father doting on his daughter. Regardless of her mistakes or her eccentricities, he would stand by her no matter what.
"What did you say, Zachary?"
"Nothing. I said... you'll always be my daughter."
"That's wonderful!" She smiled triumphantly and smugly. "Please, Zachary, remove the eyesore for me. Let me become the only one in the world!"
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