GERMA IS DEAD?
CHAPTER 78 [And so she burnt as they watch...]
Yearned sorrows adhered through the flames. How did it set ablaze, sprouted as it spout fires. Screams filled the air, sirens resonant atop of the people’s frightened gaze. They watch, transfixed. To help they couldn’t do as they haven’t had idea how to climb even. Germa was there, and she was burning. Burnt alive as she combust underneath, and beyond of the tentative heat of the sun. She was igniting, enkindled through the luminesce of the day. Scorched alongside to where the Cathedral of Belize stood on its glory.
The sky is clear, and the clouds were white, chastise as no rain seems to pour. It looks calm, nothing to neither decipher nor ponder, except of the crimes committed. The usual day obstruct whereas the silence, which stretched across the road towards the pavement on each side have a taste of
BLAMES, AT FAULTCHAPTER 79 [Some people perish, die when they had not seen the forth coming of death…]Seiya couldn’t sleep. She would make two turns, and another, yet it won’t visit her. Her eyes would fluttered open no matter how much she tries. With her multiple attempts, which continuously keeps failing, left with no choice, she get up and leaned her head on the headboard. Somewhat torn, but frustrated at what could be the problem was. But she beckon what was it, and who was the source of her sudden prowl, of her dreams getting intrude, obtrude scenario that she shouldn’t be thinking.It was the man, whom she accidentally hit hardly way back on that club. He was prying on her head, and within the walls his features would just came out as a reminder of the night. Whereas the clouds are dark and grey, castigated that doesn’t work either as to seek something u
HIS OBSESSION, THE TWO ALPHA MALECHAPTER 80 [ One thing that most people would say, there is a danger even from those whom you think you are safe. An unending terror you had not yet expected, something bizarre, something strange...]How hard was it to forget something you should? How tough was it to be reminded, although Rio should not be thinking about it? She thought that it would be easy. But the kiss, to feel the lips even on her forehead and not on her lips messed up her inside. Within the walls, she was bothered. Relieved that Paxton was not currently there, or he’ll saw how much she was still affected.“Okay, I may have been the one who was making it malicious.” She said, gobbling another cup of water to patched up her thirst. Quenched by questions, and the troubles that keeps flashing, replaying inside her head. It was as if, the kiss had turned away h
THEIR GRIEF AS THEY MOURNCHAPTER 81 [And when he was ready to save her again, he realized that she was gone, and the life thus far won’t be able to get redeemed…]Two days. Two fucking days, where the burning pit, the fiery flames adherent to what happened keep the station in shambles. Two whole days, where Reed had not shown in grievances; thus the mourning reverberating through the air was making it harder. It was arduously difficult to muster another will. The media flooded, yet they receive none. Nobody faced them. Not even the chief, not Reed, no one had given them the leverage to pry and peer. Now that another rumor was spreading.HEADLINE: DOCTOR GERMA HERNANDEZ DIED WITH HER CHILD.Chief Superintendent Gabriel Duke rubs his temples. He is the head of the station, and o
BACK IN THE GAMECHAPTER 82 [As she bid her goodbyes, and so a new monster has been created at hand; somebody who knew nothing about killings, but he learned through what was it like to entrapped a rabbit on the hole…]Why does it hurt? His chest was bursting with fire, inflamed with anger coiling his insides as he stand there. The cries resonate, but he felt numb. That kind of numbness, which wouldn’t go away so easily. It was that numbness, which made him so frustrated. His eyes are blank as he stared ahead. Prolonging the torment, he never had seen himself. When had he cried? Ruscov hasn’t had any idea. His mind is filled with why’s, unending questions as he vents out his frustration. Bent's wills, and morals; to kill somebody exactly are what his mind was clouded upon.A clenched fist suggested how much furious he has become. Now he knows what does that nightmare
HE KEEPS WATCHINGCHAPTER 83[ And so he keeps his eyes wide like a hawk as they were trained across to her, never leaving ever actions as he dwelled, and pry…]To where it all starts, the street of Mexico unlike before ceased with noise. The door locked, each house that laid side-by-side have its lights on, if not off to repel the darkness, which looms. Or perhaps, a precaution not to feel entrapped as a victim of the killer who was terrorizing the road. It’s been months to whereas they had lived in terror. The fear they are filled with intensifies with the news uprooting, the death of the missing doctor, who had been set up inflamed. It was traumatizing. The sight of her burning body left nightmares that nobody daren’t talk, nor speak about in respect as the whole street aggrieved with grief. This made a few to always make sure that when the dusk fell, whereas the clouds are no longer in an azure blue
OVERNIGHT, MIDNIGHT’S SUDDEN APPEARANCE CHAPTER 84[They met at times, where fate at such won’t let them to…] The rain is pouring harder. The clouds is much darker, and the pitter patter of the rain keeps Seiya cold. The shudder overwhelmed her as she tried to warm herself using the blanket she brought from the bedroom to the sala. It was not yet nearing winter, nor was it December, but the chilly atmosphere proactively stated that she’ll deal with it as she stay. Was it a hoax? Wasn’t Mexico supposedly be warm, and not like this? Although confounded, Seiya sighs. She got up from the couch, and preceded, the coldness radiating from the floor which made the shivers to run across her spine to whereas she couldn’t fathom. “I didn’t think it would be much colder today.” She grumbled under her breathe and tightened her hold, but the mere cloth had no chance to withstand against the cold. It was seepi
MAY THE BEST MAN WINSCHAPTER 85[And so love quarrels, in argument oftentimes, when it was least expected to be...]It was awkward. That’s how Rio could explain what she felt exactly. But how can she not be? Imagine sitting around on the couch squished by two person to whom she had not least expected to come, nor had Midnight to just barged on her door. He was knocking, in seek of comfort and a roof his already damp, and soaked being are already in seek with. Soughing after, although Rio is suspicious for no apparent reason—no, she is suspicious, because first. How can he end up on her porch unknowingly that he have a millions, or more than billions on his account, which allowed him to book towards a nearest 5 star hotel. The extravagancy, which perfectly suited a Del Fierro like him. It was not as if Paxton should have done the same as she was letting him invade the four corner of her house for days, and wee
JED’S DEATH TO WHOM SHE ENVISONEDCHAPTER 86 [ Life passed by in a row without anybody noticing that it was…]Had you wished to never had been involve onto something, whereas you wouldn’t be able to turn your head away from? Because that is what Jed felt as of the moment, whereas blood smeared his vision. Bleeding nonstop from the wounds he was trying to hold, but he couldn’t. A white hot seared, the pain sting, sin spite of the queries he has been hold from. To withstand against something he couldn’t adherently understand.The night stretched far. The clouds hovered, shielding the light he yearn as he run. His car discarded, when all took place without him being aware—totally oblivious and endangered as the edges of that knife that was supposedly plunged on his neck, but the person missed. It was the passenger, who suddenly turned his attention to Jed, and on his eyes, he suddenly s