Revenge After Death

"Leo..." I rushed back to the garden and inquired Leo about Steven's whereabouts. But I didn't know sign language, so I could only gesture.

Leo appeared to have noticed my nervousness, so he pointed at the backyard. I took a deep breath, turned around, and dashed towards the backyard.

The backyard was vast and empty, yet Steven was still nowhere to be found. I had expected to find him in the basement, at that secret base, yet it was also empty. When I came out, I discovered Steven in the corner. He curled up next to the dog cage, cradling Stevie in his arms.

He appeared to be talking to Stevie, murmuring, "Stevie, she doesn't want me anymore..."

I approached him step by step until I was standing right in front of him. "So dirty."

Steven did not raise his head and continued to hold Stevie tightly, his voice trembling with choked sobs. "You don't want me anymore..."

I attempted to speak, yet no words escaped my lips.

"Steve, I'm exhausted," I whispered.

Steven glanced up at me with guilt in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

to be good at

are you apologizing to

should not imprison you, should not hurt you, or tie you

imprison me, hurt me, and tie me

fell silent, unsure of the extent to which his words held truth and which were

and followed me. "Stephie, I'm afraid you'll

out who went to see the murderer who committed suicide by jumping off the building," I whispered

and take some rest. I'll search

stopped. It would be

many issues we need to solve." I glanced at him, yearning

nothing, and

own secrets and

and I gazed back at him. "Are the things

his fists. "Stephie, the one I protect is

to entertain his nonsense. Upon returning to the room, I lay on the bed tiredly and closed

murderer...