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.

were all acting for the sake of

disliked her.

what flowed within her was not Rhnull, the rarest blood type on earth, she would not have been chosen by him and

loved him

Yet, he hated her.

Hate...

the memories between her and Stanley

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 pool of

a great deal of heartache, but she could not even shed a tear. She could only

turned back and found Christopher Lancelot still

currently smoking and

was filled with acrid

pair of eyes were

glanced at her wristwatch. It

came to her room

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

touched beyond words, emotions welling up

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