"Open the door, Rose. Let me in."
Rose shook her head quickly. Thankfully, when she met Oracle to take her to the hospital. The child was still asleep at Marry's, not stuck with Rose in this condition. "Rose."Don't know how many times Theo called out. He knew Rose was just as stubborn. However, there was no harm in trying his luck. A stone that is constantly splashed with water will weather on its own-that's if Rose is a stone, not knowing that the woman is a bar of precious metal, maybe Theo should jump into the ravine to persuade her. "Rose, open the door." Theo knocked repeatedly on the door. Hoping that there was a glimmer of a chance to make Rose understand, he didn't have the slightest intention of putting Rose down as the woman thought. "Open the door, Rose. What should I fill your brain with to keep you from thinking bad thoughts, huh? Open the door!" There was no response. Theo was sure Rose was still thToronto, Canada. 8 P.M. Rose moved out of bed after realizing Oracle had just drifted off to sleep. Ever since the fight had passed, she had just stayed in bed doing nothing, despite the occasional pain like the one before she left Theo outside alone. It wasn't that she didn't care, but Rose didn't want to worry about what she would experience as long as the pain only came and went suddenly - not sustained for a long time. She thought, it's all because Theo didn't penetrate her, plus he was jerking her off very roughly. No, it wasn't. Rose shook her head vaguely, then lifted her foot to the bathroom. Perhaps a little soak with aroma therapy would calm her muddled mind. Still silent, once there Rose turned the water tap to fill the tub that had been left empty. Her slow movements spilled a few drops of essential oil. Then she switched, turning on the shower until the splashes touched her face.
"What are you doing in my room!" Lion didn't know what to say. His eyes kept falling on Rose's white bathrobe-clad body and wet hair that was still dripping water. "Close your eyes, Lion. What do you see?" Rose squeezed the part of the fabric that was a little low on the collar, showing a little part of the body that only one person had ever touched. "Sorry, Miss. I didn't mean to." Lion looked down deeply. He was a normal man. It was only natural that something, like what had just been presented, would attract him. "I'm just here to deliver this." Lion's arm stretched out, handing Theo a rectangular box that should have been placed near the exit. Lion had no choice. "From who? Theo?" Rose's lips thinned at Lion's nod. Theo still wanted to bother her or what? Rose was tired. Didn't want to deal with that bastard anymore. She wouldn't accept any gifts from Theo, especially not through someone else's intermediary.
"Why come out wearing this damn cloth?" Theo looked down to watch Rose's face closely. "You want to bait me?" he asked, at the same time making sure that he could actually go back to Italy without taking Rose along, which would probably be difficult. But he would try. Theo hissed as he tightened his arms around Rose. "You've got me hooked, Sugar. We can make love for a while here. How about it?" "Don't you dare!" A sharp gasp was the main reaction after hearing that ridiculous invitation. Rose quickly rebelled, separating herself from the reach of Theo who was staring at her. "Your brain is not right. What you did to me earlier still hurts. Now you're asking me to do it again!" Rose highlighted Theo's suddenly unreadable change in expression. Either showing dislike, or distrust. Let it go, Rose didn't really care. She just wanted the folder back. "Move aside." Passing by Theo who was still standing, Rose
Often they never realize what makes feelings bloom. Often they never know what makes time ecounters melt amidst the intake of happiness. Often they never understand what it means to be taken away when it spills out. The heart has been so frozen. The valley still locks the agony in the soul. The sound of moaning, the agonized wailing of selfishness that rejects reality - there is something wrong with both of their feelings. It should not be too fast to just drop ambition. Not too slow to come to resemble emission. The universe already has a way of bringing different individuals together. It's just how time works as it should. Whether Rose or Theo, they forgot to honor a meeting. And when the laws of nature begin to speak. Distance is the real whip. Let later, each and every one of them miss each other. Let later, one and one want to meet. Here, let's start with the one who is leaving. "Don't kee
Rose slowly untied the shackles. Her eyes rounded at what lay before her. A chimney-shaped pipe burst free, splashing green viscous liquid with such force that her face was wet beyond recognition. "Theo!" screeched Rose in exasperation. She threw the box on her lap roughly. Rubbing her face, she clears her vision to see something different-two hidden objects scattered out, one black and folded, the other sealed with a fiery red hue. Rose got up, not approaching the two tantalizing things. She left briefly to clean up and change clothes. Returning from the repetitive activity of touching the water at night. Rose hesitantly flopped softly on the floor. Her arm stretched out to grab a familiar folded object - a wallet she had been holding, complete with thick bills inside. What had Theo given her the wallet for? Rose shook her head vaguely, then moved on to another gift. Sh
The corners of Sean's lips lifted, his sardonic smile never leaving. He was satisfied, very satisfied indeed. Sean didn't have to worry about anything anymore. It was just a matter of waiting to see how it would turn out and how he would make the still-in-progress upload a big news story. Damn. Sean never thought his plan would be this complicated. The arrogant arch that he spread was forced to fade when an error appeared on the monitor screen '501 Not Implemented'. It is a status code issued by the server in response to a client (website user/user) request. Where the server (file hosting) does not function or does not have the ability to recognize requests sent by users, so the server cannot fulfill client requests. "Asshole. That damn bastard!" Sean swore harshly, not wanting to fail in the middle of the breaking point. He quickly went the other way, uploading the same video on a dif
Punishment for the mistake of watching Rose's body was on the horizon. Lion would not go unpunished, even if he finally told the truth. Whatever it was, consequences were consequences. Rose's body belonged to him. Only Theo could strip Rose naked by sight and touch. "Quickly get the knife and other necessities. I want you to slice all these onions to the same size. Not too thin, let alone too thick." Theo leaned in front of the pantry, watching Lion's every move on the bar counter, doing the job he was given. Occasionally Lion seemed to wipe his eyes. Sometimes the action lasted a long time. It made Theo sick to look at him. "I didn't ask you to stop." "Sorry, sir. I can't open my eyes." Lion tried for the umpteenth time, but the pain spontaneously closed the eyelids that were forced wide. The water in the corners of the eyes even melted a little. Lion could not help it. He woul
"Shut up!" Theo's patience ran out at Magdalena's string of words. His gaze was filled with a desire to kill ever since the woman's insults. "Watch your damn mouth. I won't hesitate to sew it up once you insult Dara again." Theo lifted a leg to approach Magdalena who was glaring fearfully at him. The glare that Theo gave her was like nothing Magdalena had ever experienced. The man had really become a different person during the time they had never met. Magdalena seemed to be frozen after noticing the coldness in the gray eyes that had once drowned her so deeply. How could Magdalena break the ice there? She herself did not know how to fight for something she had lost, when what she had lost did not want to be fought for. "T." Magdalena carefully stepped back. She was not fully recovered. But when she heard Theo was returning to Italy. She was excited, despite the painful outcome
"You're back again, sir?" Lion was overcome with astonishment at the sudden arrival. The man facing him simply handed over the bag that had once been forcibly taken. "Yes. I don't need this laptop anymore. My work is done. " "What work are you referring to that is related to Mr. T's laptop, sir?" Lion was completely clueless. Everything that had happened lately was enough to keep him silent. Apart from Lion having to take care of George during his detention and outside of Verasco's knowledge. Lion wanted to know what activities provoked curiosity, but it seemed that the owner of heterochromia eyes was reluctant to reveal what was being done secretly. Actually, the decision to investigate something that wasn't 'mandatory,' Xelle should not have made. He interpreted everything Rose told him as an imbalance. About the murder Theo had committed against Rose's parents. According to Theo's records that Xelle had traced, the bullet should have hit the victim'
Two months after the heart—pounding incident all of Rose's lives were exactly the same. She lived day by day as if in an open cage. Rose was both free and trapped. There were electromagnetic waves in the house she had just moved into during that time. Waves that did not record visually. However, sensory movements would send signals to the last man with Rose that day to know every detail of the strange activities Rose was doing. Like if Rose wanted to do something reckless—self-harm or something else. Two months earlier. When they were no longer in the middle of the forest. Rose's silence and fear eventually acted as anger that evaporated completely. There had indeed been a major argument. All Rose's intentions took place almost slicing a kitchen knife into her own wrist. The woman received a series of scathing sentences to really get slapped. Realization. And Xelle then chose to be hands-off in the sense that the man assured full surveillance via the electromagnetic waves in
"Axe, stop your car." The car that had been provided since they arrived in Canada. What Rose had never imagined was that the car she was riding in would drive off into the forest. While the man in the driver's seat really had his heart set on getting there. A cold, sharp, unaccepting gaze met the heterochromia's bead. "Stop your car, Axe!" Rose turned to confirm exactly where they were going to dock. It was too far, and she was again jolted by the sudden stop of the car. "Why here?" asked Rose softly. Her attention was fully focused on a single denizen of the jungle. Firm, large, clawed features mirrored the creature that walked beneath the elder tree. Rose's mind shuddered at the thought of the beast becoming aware of their presence. "Get out!" Instantly Rose glared at Xelle in disbelief. "What do you mean?" "That wild tiger will make you die quickly. Now you can catch up with your dear husband." "Get out!" Rose wanted to inter
One counts first. The next two. Rose held her breath after obtaining the firearm. She froze in place as the instincts of a dominant man turned sharply to digest what had happened in the blink of an eye. Rose realized that piercing expression was not good for her. "Don't come any closer!" threatened Rose, bringing the muzzle of the gun to her temple. "Fuck! What are you doing!" Rose took a step back whenever Xelle tried to get closer. Rose's common sense really wasn't there. Not with her. "Stop your ridiculous behavior, Rose." Rose shook her head violently. She would rather end her life than wander aimlessly, shrouded in emptiness, shadowed by the guilt of having contributed to the loss of her husband's life. Rose couldn't hold on to anything. All was lost in the shuffle. "I'm warning you once again, Rose. Stop your ridiculous behavior!" No! Rose argued with a wet face. Trembling her arm steadily began to squeeze the trigger. A
Rose's fingers fiddled with her black wedding ring with a half-empty stare, she had just put it back on her ring finger. Rose didn't care, really didn't care about the fact that the ring wouldn't come off. In the new room and the smell of the room that was still so new she sank. Not to wait for the man who had said goodbye a moment ago, or because Rose wanted to. The first time she entered her new home. Rose was pestered with various troublesome things, which is why, she unpacked several red velvet boxes containing individual pieces of jewelry. Two necklaces. The first one she received that day. Before the big explosion—when she thought she had lost Theo. Then he'd come back with something surprising. Like a pendant of undulating curves, a form of life that truly gave Theo a chance at life. That's what Rose had hoped would happen to her. But instead, for how long Theo has not returned. Buried and identified by a gravestone. Rose exhaled rough air from her lips. The sec
"Where is Mommy going? Why won't we see each other again?" Knowing that such a question was not what Rose was expecting. "Home." She spoke almost choked up. One of the Oracle's eyebrows rose high at that. "But daddy says we can still see each other often." "Yeah, he's right," Rose corrected. Stupidly she had let it slip a little at first. "But then Oracle must always obey Daddy and Mommy Bridgette. We'll meet at another time. I don't know when." Rose finished the rest of the slump by towering over Xelle who was staring at her in understanding. A moment .... Not brave enough Rose glanced at the little girl beside the man who also offered Rose the distance to step out. She paused that decision, then affected to touch the top of Acampeliaz's head. "Can I have a little of your smile?" asked Rose. The twinkle in Acampeliaz's beady eyes rumbled with doubt. Rose noticed that Acampeliaz's little fingers were tightening. "Just a little. I'm not a
When she woke up, Rose was not confronted with a dark background with car headlights on. She was lying in a very cold place. The white and sterile decorations on the walls were a welcome change of pace. Rose gasped. Forcing herself awake, she found a pair of heterochromia beads staring at her. Much to her surprise, Xelle was there standing against the wall, releasing the folds of his arms from the clasp of his chest as one step made the decision to approach. "All your clothes have been prepared by Bridgette. It's been transferred to the jet. We're going to Canada today." Today .... This meant Rose had missed a night of leaving Theo at the funeral. She should still be there. Keeping Theo company, making a deal with him—either Theo comes back, or she goes along. But it hadn't all worked out. Rose hasn't gotten her answer yet. And her choice still hangs between a great dilemma. If she has to reach out to death, she should choose the right place. Toronto, Cana
"You want me to die or you to wake up, Theo?" The last option began to jolt Rose. Death was a shadow that offered her happiness. Whether that was true or not. If the second part won out over her stupidity. At least Rose wouldn't regret trying to find a way out of life's predicament. "Answer me, Theo. I'm not playing around, and I'm not threatening. Everything I had is gone, there's no reason for me to survive anymore." "Wake up. Get up!" Rose pounded on the slightly damp ground. She put all her energy into waiting for Theo to respond. However, she was only doing a useless job of buying up unhealthy ideas to replace the truth in her mind. At least right now Rose needed the reassurance that Theo would return, then she would undo the self-harm."Wake up, Theo." "Get up or I'll destroy your tomb!" Rose half turned on her knees slamming her arms together repeatedly. Rose was getting out of control as she tried to remove a pile of hardened soil
Rose couldn't take it if circumstances kept pouring everything she couldn't bear into her ego. She blamed Theo for the abyss he had offered her. Two near misses in close proximity. Rose would hold Theo accountable for what and who had happened to him. She turned around. Approaching some of Bridgette's paraphernalia left on the nightstand, she roughly grabbed the car keys. Rose waltzed into the doorway. Right at the meeting line she came face to face with the woman with the tray in hand. "Where are you going, Rose?" Bridgette asked with a look of astonishment on her face. Rose didn't care how she got past the woman who was more or less her size. She sprinted before Bridgette's shouts tried to stop her in her tracks. With a rush of breath Rose reached the house. The car lights came on and she hurriedly got into the driving seat. Rose stepped on the gas pedal so hard that Bridgette was left behind with despair. Maneuvering as madly as she could to get what she