Selena’s POV When I woke up the next morning, there was no one on the other side of the bed, as usual. I thought Charles might have gone to talk to my father. I went downstairs for breakfast, and there was Stella, who likes to sleep in, in the dining room. It seems that marriage has changed her
"Wha... What, what are you sending me?" I stammered, afraid to look at her. "Sexy lingerie." Stella's red lips parted as she uttered the words one by one. Charles’POV: Back in Butcher's study, I was greeted by a large, oppressive painting. The Ruby in it caught my eye. It looked like the Ruby
Selena’s POV What would Charles and my father be talking about in the study? I looked in the direction of the study on the second floor, where it was quiet and no one came out. A maid made me a cup of coffee, and I sat on a bench near the French window in the living room, basking in the sun and
We're too close! He's my brother-in-law! I was anxious to free myself from his hand. When I tried hard, I found that his strength was much greater than I thought. He ignored my struggle and remained close to me. "Your sister might blame me if you fall." "Thank you..." Suddenly, there was a l
Selena’s POV Not long after Charles left, there were some footsteps at the door. I didn't want to move. I just sat there like a statue. There's someone at the door. "Selena, are you there?" I don't want to talk, and I just want to be alone. The knocker opened the door without waiting for a
Stella's POV: By noon, even though I had kept it a secret, our father knew Charles had left. He looked a little tired, but he still snapped at Selena aggressively. "Charles left. Did you make him angry? Why are you still at home? Get back to your husband now!" Selena stood stubbornly still. "N
Selena’s POV Silence, still silence. I don't know if Charles told Billy about us. Anyway, I have nothing to say to Billy, although I notice he's been watching me in the rearview mirror. At the traffic lights, Billy couldn't hold it in any longer. "Selena, I don't know what happened between you
As I took the photo, my hands began to shake for no reason. The photograph shows the body of a woman whose face is covered by a black cloth and the skin of her upper body is torn off. Her heart was an empty hole, her neck was deeply scarred, and her blood had turned black. A small blue handkerchie