Mixed feelings piled up in her heart. She needed to vent, but there was nowhere for her to do so. Her grievance left her feeling breathless and weak.

A bolt of white-hot lightning streaked across the sky. A low rumble followed soon after.

In the next second, rain poured down in torrents.

The world was in chaos all of a sudden.

The same was true to her mood.

The conversation between Stanley Batton and Ron Batton echoed in her ears.

It hurt her over and over again.

Before today, she thought she was the happiest woman on earth, surrounded by endless love and joy.

However, when she heard the recording, she realized that...

Their love and care arose out of the blood flowing in her veins.

for the sake

her. He

not Rhnull, the rarest blood type on earth, she would not

him so

Yet, he hated her.

Hate...

her and Stanley flashed

sweet, happy, and carefree. It all seemed like yesterday. Nonetheless, now that she thought of it, pure irony and disappointment were all that was in her heart. Drowning in a

was not scary. The scariest thing of all was that the relationship had caused her a great deal of heartache, but she could not even shed a tear. She could only bottle up her emotions. She felt very much like a pressure cooker that was about to

and found Christopher Lancelot still in her

currently smoking and

room was

of eyes were mysterious

It was already

came to her

hour. As he promised, he did not make a sound

touched beyond

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