Celine Blossom Immanuel closed the book she was reading. Looking at the three people in front of her, she asked, "Do you believe in reincarnation?"
"Huh. I know you've asked that question many times and my answer remains the same. I can't believe it," Levin retorted with an annoyed sigh, leaning back on the sofa.
Levin Immanuel is Edric's close brother, both of whom have high power far above the Bridgette family although they still have close family ties.
While Edric just shuddered indifferently at his cousin's question.
“I don't care about your answer, Levin! How about Edric, you must believe it right? You are a cop, maybe in your previous life you were a cop too!” Celine forced.
“I just believe, all this time, I've always joined the corpses and human bones in ancient times. And I really hope they can come back with a much better life,” Athena interrupted.
“I'm not asking you, Athena. Edric, quickly answer my question!” Celine snapped.
Athena seemed to nudge the handsome man so that the man answered Celine's question with a sweet smile. However, what Edric did was just the opposite.
The man rose from his seat, looking at the watch on his right hand, "It's already five minutes
past one, you can be late for the exhibition at the gallery."
"I'd go, but I don't want to be with Levin. He was noisy. Besides, the requirement was that I
had to bring at least one person with me to the exhibition. Is it just you, Edric?" Celine asked.
"He must return to the police station immediately. After all, Athena is with him," Levin refused.
"Please, you like a painting anyway, don't you? Come and go with me!” forced Celine.
“Look, this kid is really annoying. She's an adult but still behaves like a child,” Levin pouted.
Athena smiled a little when Edric looked at her then replied. "I'll go home alone, don't worry."
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Seen a handsome man, with a firm facial line, sharp nose, thick eyebrows, everything on him feels so perfect. His gaze was sharp, as if it could penetrate even hard objects, and his smile was so expensive, and his flat but charismatic face seemed to be able to attract the attention of women.
The man's name was Edric Winston, a dashing cop and came from the number one richest family in Great Britain. He has absolutely no flaws, everything about him is perfect. However, since childhood, painting was the desire of Edric Winston. He really liked it when his father came back from work to come home with a painting. Either in any form, Edric really liked it. He hoped that, in order to paint someday, he had tried his best to paint the object in front of him, but he failed. Surprisingly, only one that he can describe very, beautifully namely the view of the beach. Since the first, he has taken many lessons to be able to paint other things. Unfortunately, his hands and imagination seemed to work together so that he could only draw the beach continuously. Edric was frustrated and chose to stop painting but still collected some antique and beautiful paintings.
He stopped walking in front of a gallery that was very crowded with visitors. The building used by the gallery has green paint that makes it look beautiful and very comfortable. His eyes stared at the two paintings, medium in length, on the right and left of the entrance, the two paintings depicting a forest with green paint. His stern face, as if turned into a face full of enthusiasm to browse this gallery. He stepped back, accompanied by Celine, who was busy taking pictures while researching some pictures for her course. Edric himself was standing in front of an abstract painting with the theme of a very beautiful woman.
“You know the good news from this gallery? They sold all the paintings here, because there are some paintings that were donated by my class!” Celine exclaimed excitedly.
"Where is your painting?" asked Edric, looking around.
Celine pointed to the painting in the middle, the painting that caught the attention of the visitors the most. She tugged at Edric's arm, pushing her way through the crowd, and again pointed to the signature at the end of the painting.
Sometimes Edric felt very jealous of his younger cousin. Celine can paint anything she wants, and can express her imagination with ease. Unlike him, who can only paint one object for some reason. The painting, which was specially treated in front of him this time, was themed about a landscape and a sea creature.
“I got the inspiration for this painting, from one of the beautiful professors. She also founded this gallery and managed everything. She said that my painting was the most beautiful of all,” said Celine proudly of her painting.
Edric put his hands in his pants pockets. A painting of a twilight landscape, with a purplish sky on a beautiful beach and a mermaid combing her hair, on a rock. In his opinion, it was too imaginative. “How could it be like this?”
"Of course, I can. Professor Crystall tells, about a mermaid and a handsome man from a novel. And I got the inspiration," Celine said, pointing to a beautiful woman with shoulder-length, wavy black hair, "There, Professor Crystall."
Because Celine pointed, Edric's gaze automatically shifted to the woman he was pointing at. Strangely, when he looked at the woman, and found that she was also looking at him, their gazes met for a while. The woman's face looks very beautiful in Edric's eyes. Her skin is white, her lips are not bright red, her nose is a little sharp, with a very warm look. When there was a wind that brushed the long hair, it seemed that Edric wanted to justify it so as not to cover up the woman's beauty. And when the woman tucked her hair behind her ear, Edric felt something in his heart, like a strange feeling that had perched on, strangely, only vaguely. Those thin lips curled into a friendly smile, making Edric really couldn't stop staring at her. Until the woman seemed to be walking towards him as well as Celine with graceful steps, those sharp eyes couldn't be distracted for a second.
“Hi, Cel—”
The woman looked like she wanted to say hello to Celine, but suddenly a man came over and turned his back on Celine and Edric. The man was Noel Othniel, who came with a sweet smile at the woman named Crystall.
"I've finished my painting," Noel reported, handing her his painting.
Crystall looked pleased as she assessed the painting. “I like this. Let's display it."
And they both just walked away from there. Seeing this, Edric felt a pain in his heart that even made him fall on the floor. The pain, just like an oddity that seemed to be connected between the past and the present.
That meeting, sometimes can have an unexpected meaning. Like memories, or residual memories of a previous life. Not many believe in life having another life before. It was strange, but this was an unavoidable destiny.Humans do have a chance to change destiny, but only one thing matters. Would someone be able to change his destiny, or not? When a person's previous life has bad luck, all they can do is hope for a better life, without them knowing they should be able to change everything they want to change.A beautiful woman with shoulder-length black hair walked down the steps of her home one by one. Dressed in casual attire, she makes her way to a quiet dining table, just as she had felt earlier. Her eyes gazed at the painting, which was between the kitchen dividers and the living room. She gave a small smile.
The legend of the coral cave. This story was written in the 1930s in the diary of a handsome policeman. At first, he wrote the story with a woman he loved every night, gazing into the woman's face.However, this is not a typical story of a young man who falls in love with a beautiful woman. Rather, it is a tale of destiny and a tale of perpetual memory.Lake Atkinston, his face is handsome, his heart is generous, and his smile is beautiful. Everyone knows Lake is a kind and loving man. He was always putting the affairs of state before his own.He's a darling to whoever it is. And he never differentiated from those around him, any more than the criminals he had caught. Lake, was a well-known officer in the 1930s.Tha
Today is the last day of lake vacation. He was having lunch with the large family of Atkinston, in the inn they had rented for two days."I still want to be here," said Aleda Atkinston, who was the third child of the family and the only daughter there."Why? We should immediately return to London," reject the mother, Beatrix Atkinston."It comforts me here, ma'am. It was a magnificent sight, in contrast with bustling London each day," Aleda replied."I have to go back to London tonight, you know," father said, Alferd Atkinston."Your father was right, Aleda. Your brother Lake should be going back too 'cause he worked as a cop over there," said Beatrix
Lake was waiting for someone to sit on a rock where Larissa used to sit. This time, however, the woman was not there. Lake was alone, with a leather-bound book, and a pen in his hand. He hasn't written anything down in a long time, and today he will go back to his routine.Lake opened the cover of the book, looking through the sheets that were still blank. He dipped the pen in the ink next to him and wrote his name on the front page of the book, Lake Atkinston.A sweet smile was on his face when he thought of the woman who had managed to sleep through the night. Then his hands began to move down one word at a time, which was so beautiful.Lake wrote, "That day, exactly on April 06, 1930. It was like being in a dream, when it greeted me it was like there was something different about
Larissa swam in the ocean, and she waved to some of her friends who were also playing around the reef. This time, she was going fast because she had to chase something. The tail moves at great speed, with its hands rhythmic to the fluttering of its tail.Her head bulged to the surface, staring at the deserted beach at night. Soon it swims back to the shore, and it ledges toward the cavern it frequades. Her hands moved to pick up a cloth that he had made into a dress, and covered the upper part of her chest to the top of her tail.She rubbed her tail against the sand of the beach to make it dry out, and as it did Larissa was transformed into a human. And she immediately got up, running as fast as she could to visit an inn near the beach. Even though he knew, the beach was hideous at night, but she didn't give up.&
Since last night, the smiles haven't faded from the faces of these two love-intoxicated people. Neither Lake or Larissa was happy since last night. Fortunately, Aleda agrees with a new partnership, which starts without a lot of time. A long night went on between Lake and Larissa, they were convinced that fate was on the side of this relationship. Early this morning, after Larissa woke up from her pretty short nap, because she slept only three hours a night. She went toward the kitchen, took a look at whatever foodstuffs were there, and intended to cook for the man she loved. "Are you awake?" Larissa looked over at Aleda, who was still in her bundled clothes typical of waking up. She nodded with a good smile.
In 1930, London became an international trading center. The crowds enveloped the city this spring, with flowers and fallen leaves on the roadside made everything look so beautiful. At this very moment, it was the first day Larissa visited London that was far more crowded than Newquay. She tightened her grip on Lake's hand, and they stood in front of the station facing the crowd in the daytime. "This is London," whispered Lake right in Larissa's ear. "This city's gonna be my new home?" asked Larissa with her face shining. Lake shakes his head, "Homes for us." Her smile flared up on Larissa's beautiful face, she hugged Lake f
"Today I'm going to visit Lake's new house!" Aleda exclaimed. "Can you come? Lake hasn't introduced the lady," ask Beatrix. "Of course, you should come. Mom will be so surprised when he sees such a beautiful woman in Lake's house. Oh, god, even her countenance exceeds that of the Greek goddess," praise Aleda. "I became impatient. What about Alan? You'll come, won't you?" bargain Beatrix. Alan was quiet, his face flat as usual. His stiff body leaned against the wooden chair, and looked at his mother, "Shall I come?" "Ih. You should come, Alan. The house was huge, and there was even a homemade Lake in the backyard. Mom
Larissa didn't stop smiling a long time ago, even though her eyes had been forced to shut in cloth by lake, her heart was still beating really hard. His hands clasped his arm affectionately, "is it far?" "No, we're here." They stop moving at the same time. Larissa can hear a lot of noise around her. with lake in public right now. "May I open it? "Demanded larissa. Lake didn't answer, so he took off the cloth over his wife's eyes. Her handsome face turned on a big smile, for she was sure larissa would love the surprise she gave. While larissa batted her eyes a few times, turning to lake, "are we going to eat in this place?" "No," said lake
It's been five days since Alan atkinston was sentenced to life in prison, and the atmosphere has improved. Lake was opening her up again to larissa, she was trying to let go and forget all those bad memories. "Honey," whispered lake, hugging his wife from behind. Larissa was cooking, and she was so distracted by her husband's antics when he was cooking, "hm?" "Let's eat out," lake brought. Larissa's hand movement stopped, she turned to lake with a look of frustration, "I'm almost done cooking, I'm eating at home!" "Come on, I want to show you something," lake begged. Larissa's brow furrowed, she hung her hands on lake's shoulders: "are you
Larissa placed a special coat on her husband for the funeral, and she seemed very devoted to serving him. She was trying to keep lake calm and unemotional, because today is the funeral day for beatrix. One of his hands gently strode the lake's jaw, "I believe you can control yourself." Lake's silent. From the look of her, he still expressed sadness and depression. Since yesterday, he hasn't said a word to his wife. "After returning from the funeral, will you go straight to the court? "Asked larissa. Still the same, no answer at all from lake. It hurt, when lake inhabited larissa even more at a time like this. However, the beautiful 26-year-old woman kept trying to understand her husband's condition, convinced that lake only needed time to adapt to all this.
Alan stayed where he was, then he looked back. Lake was already there, and some of his suspects were pointing a gun at him. Instantly he dropped the gun in his grasp, his body went limp. While alferd ran and hid behind the lake, "son, help me. He wanted to kill me, he killed my wife. "No. I didn't do anything, he did..." "Enough! All the evidence was against you, and now give it up. I'm sending you to prison for what you've done, "hiss lake. "You have to listen to me, lake! I didn't do anything, "Alan. "Son, I beg you. Imprison him, otherwise he will kill you and aleda! I'm afraid that will happen, "force alferd with tears. Alan's hands ar
When alferd went out from under him, Alan's body suddenly began to tremble. He remembered what happened when he was ten. When alferd stabbed a woman so savagely, it was also the scene where the devil killed a pair of sea creatures that he had obtained from the famous coast of London. Alferd, he tortured those two creatures mercilessly for their tears. He made a fortune, after getting his hands on those two creatures. When Alan reflected on the incident, he did see the mermaid's tail. One tail is huge in bright blue, while the other is a darker gray in smaller sizes. Her hands were firmly attached, and she remembered the color of larissa's tail and the fins that alferd had brought along, mumbling, "her parents?" Realizing that, she ran hard to make her way to larissa. But all he got was pain. His
Aleda entered the house with Beatrix. The woman tried to calm her emotionally troubled mother with Alan, who knew for a fact that Beatrix on Lake never failed her. However, they would stop there as they tried to enter Beatrix's room. There stood the figure of Alferd Atkinston staring at each one of them. "Where have you been?" "I want to rest," said Beatrix as she goes. But her wrist was held by Alferd, "I'm asking you." "And I'm not in the mood to argue," retorted Beatrix as she threw Alferd's arm down. Now, that guy looks angry. He's upset by his wife now
Alan turned around, his brow furrowed as he saw Lake's presence behind him. Still, his face remained flat as if nothing had happened. "Lake—" Lake approached Larissa and took over her hand, hissed at Alan, "Explain what you mean." "She's the woman who saved me," Alan retorted. "And you want more from her?" lining Lake with burning eyes, "Is that you don't know yourself!? You should thank my lady for saving your life! But you want more from her? fuck." "Lake, please calm down," pleaded Larissa. Alan smiled sideways, "Don't I have to say that?"
Larissa is making drinks for Beatrix, Alan, Aleda and Lake in the kitchen. The woman is preoccupied with her activities, which enable her to brew a fresh flavor for Lake family. She didn't want to disappoint them all, especially Lake. A smile spread over her face, and then she carried four glasses with trays in her hand. But as she turned, she was startled by Alan's vicious stare. The man stood not far from himself, but there was something about her. The sharp eyes seemed to say that Alan knew her, and was full of questions. "Is that you?" asked Alan. Larissa sat still, her brow furrowed. She tried not to be nervous, because if she was nervous then everything would be known, "Me?" Ala
"Today I'm going to visit Lake's new house!" Aleda exclaimed. "Can you come? Lake hasn't introduced the lady," ask Beatrix. "Of course, you should come. Mom will be so surprised when he sees such a beautiful woman in Lake's house. Oh, god, even her countenance exceeds that of the Greek goddess," praise Aleda. "I became impatient. What about Alan? You'll come, won't you?" bargain Beatrix. Alan was quiet, his face flat as usual. His stiff body leaned against the wooden chair, and looked at his mother, "Shall I come?" "Ih. You should come, Alan. The house was huge, and there was even a homemade Lake in the backyard. Mom