Eulalia, Can You Save Me?

"Percival, you bastard! What did I ever do to you? I gave you my life, and it's still not enough? Do you want me to die again to be satisfied?" Eulalia shouted, hitting and cursing in Percival's arms. She wanted nothing more than to bite the man who had tormented her for most of her life.

A sharp pain shot through Percival's hand, causing him to instinctively release Eulalia. He stumbled back, staring blankly at the two bloody puncture marks on the back of his hand.

Time seemed to slow down. He gazed at the wounds for a moment before looking up, first at Eulalia's red-rimmed eyes, then slowly down to the cat she was cradling. Both human and feline glared at him with hatred, as if his embrace had been an unforgivable crime.

Sometimes words hurt more than physical pain. Percival felt as if his heart was bleeding. Tears streamed down his face, staining his pale cheeks.

The pain was unbearable, far worse than when he had been rushed to the ER during a lung cancer attack.

Eulalia was so co