Bianca had just finished packing all her things into the medium-sized suitcase that was on the bed, tapping the top of her suitcase excitedly. On his right, Erna still seemed to have trouble packing her clothes into the suitcase. Compared to her who only brought what she needed, Erna's luggage was much more. The woman brought clothes that were actually enough for a month just for a week's trip, like women in general, so she couldn't help but shake her head slowly and approach Erna.
"Do you need some help?" he whispered in Erna's ear. His hand slowly trailed from Erna's right shoulder, then moved down until it reached the back of the woman's hand, before gripping her hand tightly. "I can help you. If you want.""Do you really need to do that, Bianca?""For you, yes," he smiled a little in response to Erna's curt answer which always managed to provoke his desire to see other reactions that Erna gave him. Compared to all the women who have been his girlfriendAs soon as they left Petra's office room, she kept seeing Stephen with an expression that was hard to describe. Every now and then, the man's brow furrowed, as if the man was thinking about something serious. Every now and then, the man was silent and mumbled in a half-whispered voice, as if the man was doing it on purpose so that she could not catch the slightest bit of what the man was saying. She could have interrupted Stephen's current thought easily by inviting him to speak, instead of letting the silence fall over the two of them as they walked down the halls of the theatre that reminded her of the quaint yet elegant atmosphere of a nineteenth century theatre. Be that as it may, she was a little reluctant to do so. Her own mind was still fixated on what Petra had just said when they were still in the man's study, as he talked about the latest news about William Schneider's extremist group with a myriad of unrealistic dreams (she gave him that nickname for the reason that was th
Stephen was just about to put her down when they arrived at the seat on the right wing of the theatre. That too with careful movements, as if her presence in the man's eyes was a ceramic flower vase that had to be carefully guarded. Or like a mother who puts her newborn baby into this world with great care, worried that if she treats the baby too harshly, the baby would die.Hmm. It seemed that the second parable is far more illustrative of what the man did to her than the first.Be that as it may, strangely, she could not find herself as angry as she usually was whenever Stephen tried to pamper her. Instead, she found herself fixated on Stephen who was currently focusing all her attention on the opera on stage, completely unperturbed by her gaze.Maybe. Or maybe, the man noticed it but decided to ignore it. It could be like that.Not wanting to make Stephen notice his gaze sooner or later, he finally turned his attention towards the stage, following the
Stephen had already disappeared from his spot after asking him to wait in the chair he was in, leaving him no other choice but to stay where he was when panicked screams started coming from all over. The staff from the theatre seemed to have prepared for the worst that could happen by wearing a set of protective clothing that reminded him of the personal protective equipment clothes worn by medics during the pandemic that took place several years ago, only the colour and thickness were different from the cloth itself. While the personal protective equipment worn by the health workers is predominantly white, the protective clothing worn by the theatre staff who is now trying to block the movement of the intruders is predominantly black. The coordination of the movement of the staff (who appeared to be the guard staff--judging by their agility in responding to situations beyond their control took place very calmly) reminded him of a special police unit that is usually deployed
Stephen was not with her.Meanwhile, the intruder in front of her, taking the form of a man in his mid-forties, knelt respectfully in front of her, waiting patiently for her answer after conveying the purpose of his arrival at Stephen's theatre. While she could feel her whole body feeling paralyzed and weak, she did not know what to do anymore.Deep in her heart, she hated her existence, which had only been able to bring nothing but trouble to the people around her. At a time like this, she should be able to refuse the intruder's request and beat the man like Isabella's teachings until the intruder's body could not move anymore forever. This shouldn't be a difficult task, considering that what Isabella had been teaching her for the past few years had act
Veronica kept her eyes closed with her hands gripping Karl's clothes. She did not know how long she had to close her eyes. But clearly, she had her eyes closed until now and did not have the courage to open them for two valid reasons.First, it was since Karl--her boyfriend, asked her to do it and he could give her the security she needed by doing whatever Karl said.Second, for the reason that she was too scared to face the fact that her body was floating with Karl on high. He even just realized that she had a fear of heights--acrophobia. A fear that might be normal for other people if that person experiences the same thing as her.An exception may be for people who enjoy an activity that will get their adrenaline pumping. That was ... well, another story.That is, it was not normal for someone to find themselves who normally always walked with their feet on the ground, suddenly soar and fly with wings this high. Especially if it is a person who experien
Ever since Bianca came back from her late mother's room, she had been dumbfounded. He wandered aimlessly until she accidentally bumped into the servants working in the Zhang family residence, causing the servants to worry about her condition, to which she ignored them.She did not pay attention to any of them. As her mind was still on Erick's words before letting her out of her late mother's room and walking aimlessly like she was doing now. It felt like everything around her–including time–seemed to be moving very slowly. It felt like everything she had been going through was just part of a nightmare she wished she had never had. About her mother's death, her memories, and also those of her older stepbrother which her mother erased and manipulated to prevent her and her older stepbrother from knowing the truth.All the memories that had been locked away for fifteen years by her late mother were rushing through her mind, moving quickly just like a waterfall, making it even more difficu
Theo initially just walked down the corridor of his boyfriend's extended family residence to relieve his fatigue because he had been in his room almost all day. Regulating his chaotic thoughts after hearing Erick's unexpected confession made him rethink all the facts he had thought to be true. He was furious. Not to his boyfriend who for ten years kept Mama Indri's secret from him. But he was furious, hating himself at the fact that all this time, he had spent his time hating the wrong people. He, without wanting it, was spending all of his time hating the wrong people who loved him so much until the person chose to sacrifice herself to be hated by him. All of his memories locked away due to his late stepmother's manipulative abilities popped into his head, making her not know how to respond. Now that everything had happened, what could he do but regret everything he had done to his late stepmother? He felt that fate was so cruel. ["Can you be
He walked up to his younger step-sister, who immediately wiped her tears as soon as she realised his presence and turned her face away from him. The gesture he knew was made by his younger step-sister as a way to prevent him from knowing that his younger step-sister had just cried. Ah, even though there is no need for you to hide it from me, Bianca, he mumbled to himself while sighing languidly at his younger stepsister's reaction. Since he knew Bianca when she was still a little baby girl until she grew up to become a woman with a princely personality like now, his younger stepsister always tried her best to look strong in front of others by not showing her true feelings in front of the people around her. Including him, who, just happened to be Bianca's own older step-brother. Although that did not mean he had not noticed the change in Bianca's feelings, that his eyes could not miss every single thing he had noticed from his younger stepsister's feelings. "Are you crying?" "No..."