Finished

Felix flopped down on the sofa, accompanied by a rough exhale. His eyes were closed tiredly. His face looked withered with messy hair. Once again, a rough exhale came out of his mouth. It repeated as if he was trying to eliminate his annoyance and fatigue.

Outside the house, Ardo walked hand in hand with Benton. Both of them looked sluggish, with frustrated looks on their faces.

"Where else should we look?" After three days of traveling around to many places to look for Felix, Benton began to feel tired. He was worried but also didn't know what else to do. Felix had disappeared like the wind, leaving no trace behind.

Ardo ruffled his hair and let out a long sigh. As soon as he stepped onto the porch, his body collapsed, and he sat there pensively. Benton spontaneously stopped his steps and looked up, staring at the cloudy sky.

"I feel sorry for him. His life hasn't been easy," Ardo said suddenly.

Benton nodded slowly and then turned his gaze to Pablo's house. "I feel like he's been st