Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

He ignored the blood pouring from his wound, gripping the steering wheel with

wild excitement, jerking it left and right, desperate to throw the man clinging to the roof off through sheer force.

After being jolted twice, Sylvia braced herself by clutching the seat. She took a deep breath, then sprang forward, looping her arm around Yves's neck from behind.

"You want to die so badly? Let me help you!"

"You crazy bitch! Let... let go!"

Yves's cheeks flushed red, but his lips were ghostly pale from blood loss in his leg. Agony flickered across his face, and his foot eased up on the gas without him realizing.

That was Rupert's chance. He managed to regain control, scrambling down from the car roof and maneuvering his own vehicle to block Yves's, forcing him to a

stop.

Seeing this, Yves was pushed over the edge. He violently shrugged Sylvia off.

She slammed into the seat and took several seconds to recover.

Yves grabbed the wheel with white-knuckled hands, an unsettling grin twisting his mouth.

"Sylvia, do you really think he'd risk his life to save you?"

Sylvia's breath caught in her throat.

Before she could even sit up, Yves suddenly yanked the wheel hard, sending the car careening off the road.

realized he was ready to take them both

waves below. Sylvia stared at the churning sea under the hood, her lips drained

she stopped breathing, too

shattered in the crash-there was still

her sleeves over her hands and began to crawl through

a bloodied hand clamped

were

face was a mask of blood, but his grip was almost gentle as he ran his hand along Sylvia's leg,

surged through her. She reached for the rocks ahead, but before she could grab

didn't even have time to scream. The car

she thought she was done for, Rupert's hand

had her by the

effort. Gritting his teeth, he growled, "Hold on

clung to Rupert's hand and kicked out, catching Yves in

took you so long? Trying to catch me in the act using herself as Poor bait when in the end, she's

salty wind, drilled into Sylvia's

looked up

you knew all along

juste stood by and watched Kay force me to marry him, didn't

Rupert said nothing.

hair to his forehead and hiding

laugh, letting the storm blur her vision,

sorrow.