"Did you find the necklace?"
Nightroe's voice boomed with anger the moment he realized something was missing from his pants pocket. Alina could feel the tension in the surroundings change significantly. The woman looked down. Not knowing exactly what kind of necklace he was referring to. She did not see anything. Just some events—these days it felt completely uncharacteristic."No, sir. I've looked everywhere for the necklace you're talking about, but I didn't find anything."Alina's face lowered deeply as she revealed her answer. The validity of fear is symbolic, which presents a variety of unexpected outbursts. The employer was not used to coming home at times like this. The moment when, a few minutes ago, Svanna set foot in a state of utter unspeakability. There was so much hurt in those eyes, but Alina didn't have enough courage to go to her boss's wife after the door was closed.Only now... when Nightroe's return was overwhelmed with urgency, then she would tryAlina's tardiness made Nightroe's patience lose its wick to wait any longer. His wide strides immediately pulled him over. The bathroom door was wide open. He crossed the threshold there. However, he was stopped by a shocking sight. The blood on Nightroe's body seemed to have stopped flowing. It took quite a while to understand the situation that was brutally floating. What kind of stupidity was Svanna trying to commit? Damn it!Anxiety immediately sneaked into his mind. Nightroe swooped down to the edge of the bathtub. The faucet had been turned off. Alina obviously did not dare to take too much action, but the woman was right enough to simply not make the water seep more. To hell with it. Nightroe already didn't care about anything. Getting wet; his clothes; everything. He just wanted Svanna to be safe. Immediately brought her out and laid her frail body down on the slippery surface of the bathroom floor. "Anna...""Wake up, Anna..."It had been a l
Death was truly something chaotic, shattering a request for life; from the simplest, to the ugliest scroll. If only, she could hope for justice to play more of a role; perhaps her existence here wouldn't end up being such a miserable life plan. Svanna did not say what the first time she realized she was lying in the hospital was. There was no one here. Hoping Nightroe would be willing to wait was the most unbelievable form of wishing. Something in her should have understood... the man would never care. He wouldn't. It just so happened that Nightroe wanted her alive to take more pain. Svanna would try to understand. Slowly, she moved one hand, noticing the IV needle that was immersed in a vein. It felt like an active protest went unsaid; why did that man have to know; why didn't Nightroe come at a later time or wait until she had completely forgotten how to breathe with such high hopes? Svanna deeply regretted that she was still here; saved; then would be stra
Svanna instinctively curled her thin lips; smiling; realizing this would be a good prospect and she wouldn't have to dwell too much on the gap between them. "I know you and your brother's relationship isn't good. It seems like you could start, why did you bring the doctor for him?" "No idea. A brother's instinct, because he solved my problem—perhaps." Again. Orlando's shoulders twitched again. The man looked calm, unconcerned, and tried not to choke on the situation. "Solved your problem?" Svanna underlined the important part. She did not see anything bad happen that day, just someone coming over and Nightroe walking out of the pool. Yeah, that was it. That was it. However, she still wanted to know more. A quick look at Orlando's face simply left the man with no significant reason to hold back in a situation like this. "Yeah, my problem. You know... I'm a mess. I'm the most fucked up in this family. That's why the esteemed Mr. Sullivan doesn't wa
Orlando showed a brief response when he heard the sound of the door opening and someone walking resolutely into the room. He silently grinned sarcastically, still deciding to keep his face down—or rather busy playing with his phone without trying to be distracted. After all, it was highly improbable to have Nightroe show up in this place, but the man was already here.No skeptical talk. Damn it, Orlando was curious about what Nightroe was doing. Immediately stopping any action, he dropped his attention straight to stare at the towering body facing the chest-length shelf there.It was Lili's flower. The one he brought the first time he heard the news about his sister-in-law. She decided to leave for a while, then returned to wait here for a while longer. Let Orlando guess, Nightroe knew who placed the flowers with the vase on top of the shelf and when he dropped his attention to another point. The corner of Orlando's lips immediately turned into a faint grin. Nightroe was hol
"Don, I have some bad news to tell you. The evidence of the fire. Everything—including what you've been holding on to—is untraceable. Someone seems to have burned down the details, and now... we've just hit a dead end."The sound of conversation from outside was faintly audible, a kind of tugging at Svanna's will to be pulled to the surface. Her eyelids immediately blinked. It took a bit of getting used to the light spreading directly onto her face.Still in the same room. Svanna wasn't trying to do anything. Just wanted to hear more about what exactly was being talked about outside.Don ....Perhaps the doubt in her could confirm Nightroe's presence there, but she had no clue when the man's heavy voice would sneak up on her hearing. Everything seemed to be lost; no amount of conversation could pull her back to the events of the past few years. The fire. Something inside Svanna was trying to understand what gave Nightroe impact, so it seemed there was a piece le
"You know how much I hate you. Be prepared for the hell you will face if you dare to sign this marriage contract even once." Svanna understood that she would never escape the dark images of life after deciding to leave California and returning to this horrible city. There was no choice. There were no good prospects that could save her from a desperate emergency. Nightroe had explained how the man still hated her so much after four years had passed. Four years filled with bad flashes, so much so that Svanna wished she no longer had perfect memories just to be drawn back to those painful dark times. Her breath came in long gasps when she saw how Nightroe's broad shoulders were already out of sight behind the door of the house. How pathetic. The man had only come to warn her about something that was a complicated decision between them. Svanna never expected that the offer of marriage on paper would lead to a perfect life. Nor was she sure if a pure bond could be such an incomprehens
"You think I'm protecting you?"Svanna's body jerked against the room wall after a sudden grip landed on her jaw. Nightroe even whispered sarcastically, as if to show that all this was not part of the man's will.The sound of gunfire. All forms of events created thunderous sounds. Everything. It would never end like something that was being imagined. Svanna should have understood that someone with such intense hatred would not have the slightest interest in any situation.The veins of Nightroe's hands burst to the surface as the man's grip descended to her neck, then narrowed tightly, for an instant sending pain shooting through Svanna's nerves. She blinked repeatedly. Instinctively parted her lips to inhale the last of the air held in the back of her throat."Nightroe—"Svanna's vision blurred. Tightness took over, demanding something inside her to do at least one thing....She let the touch of a hand tighten around Nightroe's wrist and, through pure reaction, dug her nails in—sharp,
Nightroe saw her offer herself up for their wedding, and it shouldn't have come as a surprise that Svanna would face moments where the wedding night felt like a freezing polar vortex.She wasn't in denial about how much it hurt when everyone witnessed a decision that wasn't okay. After the wedding vows, the man wasn't even willing to give her any additional touches at the direction of the priest, other than rudely placing the ring on her ring finger, and then the tall body just walked away. Gone as if there had never been a day when a pure relationship had bound them.Svanna would not blame Nightroe for a situation like this. It was her fault for not reconsidering the man's threat. Wouldn't it be much fairer to imagine what kind of hell Nightroe would offer? Rather than thinking about her husband's current whereabouts.Husband ....The corner of Svanna's lips twitched bitterly at the thought of that one prospect. Pathetic. She married a man who hated her so much. It was the most ridic
"Don, I have some bad news to tell you. The evidence of the fire. Everything—including what you've been holding on to—is untraceable. Someone seems to have burned down the details, and now... we've just hit a dead end."The sound of conversation from outside was faintly audible, a kind of tugging at Svanna's will to be pulled to the surface. Her eyelids immediately blinked. It took a bit of getting used to the light spreading directly onto her face.Still in the same room. Svanna wasn't trying to do anything. Just wanted to hear more about what exactly was being talked about outside.Don ....Perhaps the doubt in her could confirm Nightroe's presence there, but she had no clue when the man's heavy voice would sneak up on her hearing. Everything seemed to be lost; no amount of conversation could pull her back to the events of the past few years. The fire. Something inside Svanna was trying to understand what gave Nightroe impact, so it seemed there was a piece le
Orlando showed a brief response when he heard the sound of the door opening and someone walking resolutely into the room. He silently grinned sarcastically, still deciding to keep his face down—or rather busy playing with his phone without trying to be distracted. After all, it was highly improbable to have Nightroe show up in this place, but the man was already here.No skeptical talk. Damn it, Orlando was curious about what Nightroe was doing. Immediately stopping any action, he dropped his attention straight to stare at the towering body facing the chest-length shelf there.It was Lili's flower. The one he brought the first time he heard the news about his sister-in-law. She decided to leave for a while, then returned to wait here for a while longer. Let Orlando guess, Nightroe knew who placed the flowers with the vase on top of the shelf and when he dropped his attention to another point. The corner of Orlando's lips immediately turned into a faint grin. Nightroe was hol
Svanna instinctively curled her thin lips; smiling; realizing this would be a good prospect and she wouldn't have to dwell too much on the gap between them. "I know you and your brother's relationship isn't good. It seems like you could start, why did you bring the doctor for him?" "No idea. A brother's instinct, because he solved my problem—perhaps." Again. Orlando's shoulders twitched again. The man looked calm, unconcerned, and tried not to choke on the situation. "Solved your problem?" Svanna underlined the important part. She did not see anything bad happen that day, just someone coming over and Nightroe walking out of the pool. Yeah, that was it. That was it. However, she still wanted to know more. A quick look at Orlando's face simply left the man with no significant reason to hold back in a situation like this. "Yeah, my problem. You know... I'm a mess. I'm the most fucked up in this family. That's why the esteemed Mr. Sullivan doesn't wa
Death was truly something chaotic, shattering a request for life; from the simplest, to the ugliest scroll. If only, she could hope for justice to play more of a role; perhaps her existence here wouldn't end up being such a miserable life plan. Svanna did not say what the first time she realized she was lying in the hospital was. There was no one here. Hoping Nightroe would be willing to wait was the most unbelievable form of wishing. Something in her should have understood... the man would never care. He wouldn't. It just so happened that Nightroe wanted her alive to take more pain. Svanna would try to understand. Slowly, she moved one hand, noticing the IV needle that was immersed in a vein. It felt like an active protest went unsaid; why did that man have to know; why didn't Nightroe come at a later time or wait until she had completely forgotten how to breathe with such high hopes? Svanna deeply regretted that she was still here; saved; then would be stra
Alina's tardiness made Nightroe's patience lose its wick to wait any longer. His wide strides immediately pulled him over. The bathroom door was wide open. He crossed the threshold there. However, he was stopped by a shocking sight. The blood on Nightroe's body seemed to have stopped flowing. It took quite a while to understand the situation that was brutally floating. What kind of stupidity was Svanna trying to commit? Damn it!Anxiety immediately sneaked into his mind. Nightroe swooped down to the edge of the bathtub. The faucet had been turned off. Alina obviously did not dare to take too much action, but the woman was right enough to simply not make the water seep more. To hell with it. Nightroe already didn't care about anything. Getting wet; his clothes; everything. He just wanted Svanna to be safe. Immediately brought her out and laid her frail body down on the slippery surface of the bathroom floor. "Anna...""Wake up, Anna..."It had been a l
"Did you find the necklace?" Nightroe's voice boomed with anger the moment he realized something was missing from his pants pocket. Alina could feel the tension in the surroundings change significantly. The woman looked down. Not knowing exactly what kind of necklace he was referring to. She did not see anything. Just some events—these days it felt completely uncharacteristic."No, sir. I've looked everywhere for the necklace you're talking about, but I didn't find anything."Alina's face lowered deeply as she revealed her answer. The validity of fear is symbolic, which presents a variety of unexpected outbursts. The employer was not used to coming home at times like this. The moment when, a few minutes ago, Svanna set foot in a state of utter unspeakability. There was so much hurt in those eyes, but Alina didn't have enough courage to go to her boss's wife after the door was closed.Only now... when Nightroe's return was overwhelmed with urgency, then she would try
Svanna walked half reluctantly to the bathroom. Bad thoughts raced through her mind. She felt incredibly empty. Convinced that whatever she did would amount to nothing. It did. Something in her mind tended to take action with some urgency... like taking away real life. All useless. She didn't even prepare anything—or at least strip completely when she wanted to soak. Just turned on the water with a rush, then flopped in there. In the tub that had filled with puddles. Svanna wished she could fade away the details of Nightroe's touch on her body, but every time she tried to get rid of the image of the man's anger, all she felt was a deadly kiss; it burned into the deepest part of her skin.If only Svanna didn't indulge in the curiosity that she had suppressed too much. If only she hadn't met Orlando at the wrong time. Maybe everything would have been okay. Nothing would have been lost, and hatred would have spread like poison through the air.Svanna unconsciously scr
Blinking, Svanna took a deep breath. Regulating something that was so tight in her chest cavity. The water in her eyes was arid enough. She must not cry. She couldn't cry anymore. That's right. Maybe she should leave soon. Heldfan only knew she had left this hospital. There was no need to hope for a place to return to. Svanna didn't want to worry her father and leave something fatal behind. Now, she tentatively rose from her sitting position. Ironically, she was about to take a step. She felt an unexpected response from her lower body. The image of Nightroe's deeds purely slipped through .... Svanna grimaced for a moment. Trying to remain calm so that she could continue the delayed action. She was a little surprised when Nightroe seemed to be trying to offer help, but the fear response took over first. The man would understand about instinctive resistance and how there was still a lingering nervous impulse that made her tremble, almost helpless really. There
"Come to Yohana's ward now.""Ya, bring a change of clothes."Nightroe's conversation with someone was over, but Svanna felt like she was waiting for the next list of storms. There was so much fear, as if nothing sane could be maintained anymore.All was lost.Nightroe only stopped when the man was satisfied, while what she had faced was fear. Irony within irony. All became useless. Nightroe would not understand what it was like to be someone helpless. Hadn't the man's goal from the beginning been more than steady to make her face the traumatic side?Nightroe succeeded. That man really succeeded. Perhaps the cruel bastard did not seem to realize that he had committed an act of rape instead of treating her as a wife. Never. Svanna was never considered someone who needed to be treated with respect, despite their legal and religious marriage. It was an illusion that she still craved moments of surprise. More surprises might be waiting. Svanna could not go on li