Bleed To Death Kelly's POV

It was one sunny day but I felt so bored and lonely inside the cozy, cold room. It's been two days since Klay brought me here and I'm dying to see my daughter. I feel like I'm going crazy. I wonder how she is. For God's sake, she's just five years old and she has to experience this, I hope Phoebe is staying with her. Or I don't care if she brought my daughter to her parents' home. As long as my daughter isn't crying at night, calling my name desperately. God! I can't endure this anymore...

A series of soft knocks interrupted my thoughts. I quickly wiped the tears at the side of my eyes as I stared at the closed door.

"Kelly, I prepared our lunch. We have plenty of seafood here. I know you love seafood."

1 laughed sarcastically. Does he think I'd be moved by his efforts? I will eat those seafood but I still won't forgive him. I'm not stupid to starve myself because I hate him.

I pulled myself up and opened the door. His eyes raked my whole as his lips parted. I just stared at him blankly, completely uninterested with him.

He was expecting me to talk to him while eating. He kept on blabbering things about seafoods and even proudly boasted about how he caught a big fish on his own when they went fishing after breakfast.

He looked so happy as he watched me eat the food, but I didn't pay attention to him. I continued eating to my heart's content, almost eating everything.

I caressed my stomach after eating. I think I need to take a walk for a proper digestion.

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"Ke... Kelly..." Klay's panicking voice stopped me when I was about to leave.

I looked at him, but I didn't say anything.

plate before he looked at me again. He's

"Where are you going?"

seashore. "I ate

you after I'm

need. I have to feet, I can walk alone." I left after saying

the sand on my feet in spite of my slippers. I

shore barefooted. I was enjoying the breathtaking scenery until I got tired of walking. Right then I decided to sit on the sand. I put my slippers beside me and extended my legs until the wild wave constantly touched my feet. "I wish you're here, pumpkin," whispered in the air and

approached me, carrying a sun lounger. My forehead creased as I looked

Sir Klay

ask

was taken aback.

to sit on

when I spotted Klay

me. I have nurtured my anger for him for five long years and his efforts couldn't melt it anymore. Especially because of his way of trying to

the house, Klay was sitting on

"Kelly..."

grabbed my wrist. His grip

intensified my anger when I realized he's gonna torture

talk to me and tell me what

intensified my anger even more. I can no longer suppress it, so I'm left with

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