Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

It was only after she sat in the bathroom and turned on the tap that she dared to wail loudly. However, after she had cried her heart out, she realized that she still felt awful and decided to take a quick shower before leaving the bathroom.

She blow-dried her waist-length hair and changed into a set of white pajamas before covering herself up with a coat, all while looking listless.

When she saw the glass on the table, she reached out and took it. Then, she walked toward the kettle and poured a glass of warm water for herself, slowly sipping at it.

While Angela drank, her tears suddenly gushed out again. She set down the glass of water and sat on the couch with her hands covering her face like a child as she sobbed.

However, she wasn’t aware that in one corner of the room, there was a camera swiveling around like an eyeball, watching every corner of the room.

an inconspicuous tree. As the man in the car stared at the woman on the computer screen and watched her cry in his room, his hands slowly balled into fists. Was she really that sad? He had followed her wishes and left, so why was

up to get something, but as soon as she stood up, the man predicted that she would hit herself and warned in a low voice across the

on the screen did not notice the corner of the couch in her path and bumped her knee

and the man on the screen sighed anxiously. This feeling of watching her get hurt but unable to do anything made Richard inexplicably anxious. He stared at the woman who was rolling her trousers

spot where she had scratched herself while kneeling on the ground last time, and as a new injury was added onto her previous injury, her knee

stared at her wound in

but even after five minutes, the woman remained

because she couldn’t be bothered to. The place she was hurting the most wasn’t her knee, but her heart. On

last time Richard squatted down to stop the bleeding and bandage her knee, which caused her to become