The hospital hallway was quiet except for the occasional beep of medical equipment and the soft murmur of voices. This is not the first time they have stayed at the hospital, but they still don't feel comfortable here. Venna and Maureen sat outside Amethyst's room, their exhaustion evident in their slouched postures. It seems they just want to wake up Amethyst and send her home to her apartment. They had barely slept, keeping a constant vigil over their friend.It didn't take long before they heard footsteps. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor, drawing their attention. Because it was early in the morning and late at night, everyone was asleep, so everyone heard their footsteps. Nathan, Alex, and other members of the upper echelon of La Xiena Mafia approached, their faces etched with concern. Dylan was noticeably absent.They knew that Amethyst was strong and that she didn't just get stabbed. That's why, when they received Venna's call and said that Amethyst had be
Venna and Maureen immediately left when they saw that Amethyst was safe and far from the brink of death. They wouldn't have left if Amethyst hadn't forced them. After all, Amethyst knew they still had work to do.Amethyst doesn't want to be alone, but that doesn't mean she'll let others disturb her. Also, he didn't want Venna to be late in passing their reports; that's why he sent her away.When Venna and Maureen left, Amethyst sighed. Silence. Sometimes she doesn't like it, and sometimes she prefers it. It depends on the situation and condition."Just go to sleep," Amethyst said to herself when she finished reading her emails.The quiet hum of the hospital's night shift was a stark contrast to the chaotic energy of the arena just days before. It was midnight, so the whole area was normally quiet. The corridors were dimly lit, and the usual bustle of medical staff had dwindled to a few nurses making their rounds. In her room, Amethyst slept fitfully, her breathing even and shallow.Be
The frustration given to her by her family has not gone away; it will increase again. Amethyst knew it wouldn't be good if she went to her family's house, but it still wasn't enough for her not to go. After all, there is someone she needs to protect. Amethyst stood outside her family's house, the weight of her recent discharge from the hospital heavy on her shoulders. She just got out of the hospital, but here she is now, in front of her family's house. It is certain that if she enters the hospital again, it will not be a normal hospital but a mental hospital because of what her family is doing. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself before stepping through the door. She needs to calm herself because if she doesn't, she will definitely do something bad. The familiar scent of the house hit her like a wave, bringing with it memories of countless arguments and disappointments. This place still hasn't changed anything. It still has the same old oppressive feeling for him.
Amethyst stood her ground, the mocking laughter fading from her lips but leaving a hard edge in her eyes. This is the first time that she has seen such a brazen person. They really insist on what they want, even though they know she doesn't want to do that. They will really do everything just to justify everything they do and to make what they do look right. Well, that won't sell to Amethyst. It is because she had enough of their nonsense, and it is time for her to stand up for herself.She looked at her family, the people who had belittled and ignored her for so long, and felt a weariness settle into her bones. She knew that eventually everything would end up like this, but she didn't think it would be this early.Harry sneered at her, his voice dripping with contempt. "This is for the best of everyone, Amethyst. You've been using Father's money, our family's money, for your own expenses. You have no right to refuse this."Her father's money?Amethyst stopped because of what Harry sa
Two days. Two days ago, she left her family's house. Not only that, within two days, her mother and aunt had so many missed calls. Well, that's not new because this is how they always set up when Amethyst ends up at their family's house.Amethyst lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. It had been two days since he had remained idle. She didn't resign, but why doesn't she have a job? Amethyst sighed. The silence of her apartment was almost deafening, a stark contrast to the constant hum of activity she was used to. He is not used to doing nothing. She sighed again, rolling over and burying her face in the pillow. What should he do? She wants to work; she will go crazy if she doesn't act. The days since she left her family's house had been uneventful, and she found herself struggling to fill the hours.She had tried cooking, filling the apartment with the warm, comforting smells of homemade meals, but even that had grown tedious. She had picked up book after book, only to put them down
The café was buzzing with the usual late afternoon crowd when Amethyst arrived for her shift. She slipped into her uniform and tied on her apron, feeling a sense of purpose wash over her. The past few weeks working at the café have brought her a refreshing change of pace. The routine and simplicity of the job had given her a much-needed reprieve from the chaos of her previous life.Amethyst couldn't remember the last time she enjoyed her work. Although she enjoys her work in the mafia, it is not the same as she feels now. That's probably because it's one of his dream jobs.It's simple, but that's the life she wants.When Amethyst came out of the authorized room, she immediately smiled when she replaced one of her coworkers at the counter.As she served customers and chatted with her coworkers, Amethyst felt a sense of contentment. This is the life she wants so much, away from the chaos of the world she has now.It was during one of these peaceful moments, as she was wiping down the co
At Dylan's table, Nathan and Alex can't help but force Dylan."Alright, Dylan. You know you're the only one who can open Amethyst's mouth. Ask her," Nathan said with concern in his voice.Alex chimed in, "Of course, Dylan." He looked at him and added, "You heard Amethyst's voice earlier, didn't you? Her fist seems to hurt. That's why you ask."Dylan looked seriously at Alex and Nathan. When he saw that he would not stop, he sighed. Dylan stood up and went to the counter.Amethyst moved behind the counter with practiced ease, her thoughts a whirl of activity as she tried to keep herself busy. This is the job he loves,loves, so even with a little training time, he can already make most of the coffee. coffee. The encounter with Dylan, Nathan, and Alex had left her slightly on edge, but she focused on her tasks, determined to maintain her composure. After all, he can't lose his focus here.As she finished preparing a cappuccino, she saw Dylan approaching the counter again. He didn't know
Two days had passed since Amethyst's confrontation with Kyle. She had settled into the rhythm of her part-time job, finding solace in the mundane tasks and interactions with customers. She knew what kind of person her brother was, and that's why Amethyst knew she would go to that coffee shop again. Amethyst just sighed. Still, the encounter had left a bitter taste in her mouth, but she was determined not to let it affect her newfound peace.She thought that her work in this place would not be interrupted, but she just thought it would. Amethyst just shook her head and put it off in her mind. For her, as long as it does not damage or disturb the customers, there is no problem.That morning, the café was quiet; the usual rush had not yet begun. Amethyst was cleaning tables when the door opened, and she looked up to see Kyle entering the café once more. Her heart sank, but she steeled herself, placing the rag back into the bucket.Just as Amethyst expected, Kyle did return. This time, it