Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Rachel Wood never liked it when Sebastian Brenand drank when she was around.

He nearly quit drinking for Rachel's sake even though he enjoyed it.

He rarely touched alcohol if he could help it unless he was hanging out with friends.

Lately, however, he had been drinking nearly every day. Without the numbing effect of alcohol, he probably might have died from the pain in his heart.

For this very reason, Sebastian seemed to have gotten addicted to alcohol. He'd have panic attacks and feel out of breath whenever he stopped like nothing felt right.

Opening another bottle of red wine, he began drinking from the bottle. He used to drink red wine for the sake of enjoyment in the past, but now he thought of it as a way of venting out.

It didn't matter if the wine tasted fine or whether it aged well. All he cared about was to get drunk and forget for a while.

After finishing another bottle of wine, Sebastian tossed the bottle to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

However, he still wasn't drunk, his mind alert. He couldn't stop replaying the moments he shared with Rachel, wondering where she was and whether she was suffering. While thinking, he had another mental breakdown.

He leaned helplessly against the couch as he looked up at the luxurious ceiling and laughed bitterly.

Then, he began to cry, tears blurring his vision.

He genuinely believed that he would kill his parents if Rachel wasn't at their mercy, and he could afford to be reckless.

They went too far.

How could they do this to Rachel?

Where did they take her?

Why couldn't he and Stanley Batton find her despite doing everything they could with their vast resources and connections?

How did she disappear without a trace?

Although Sebastian was devastated, knowing that his family had kidnapped Rachel, he could only tell the police that she had run away from home.

he needed to find

directly when she answered. "Give Rachel back

was done shouting, he fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face. "This is the first time I've ever met someone I loved. I can't live without her, Mom. I'm begging you, give Rachel

her? Do

go on. What do you want me to do? Can

apart from leaving

anything else you

more upset he

really couldn't take it anymore;

mother was unaffected as usual and

back, you'll do as I say, and marry Yvette tomorrow. Get ready. Go to bed earlier. If you show up late, I'll make sure you never see Rachel again." With that, his mother hung up without another

felt as if he was in

leaning against the couch, feeling exhausted, his chest

hearing buzzing

The wedding was tomorrow.

of his lungs, wanting to vent out everything

killed his family over and over again in his mind, yet he still

It was truly suffocating.

closing, he knelt weakly

floor as he gazed out at the gray sky. "God, Deities, whoever that hears me out there... aren't

at me!" he pleaded. "Look at Rachel! Get my

goes on, I am really going to go mad. I'm begging you. Please be kind. Please

Sebastian started pleading to the heavens, lowering his forehead to the floor repeatedly in a bow. It hurt, but he didn't

pain was nothing

when his forehead began to bleed. He straightened and sat on the couch,

It's all a lie!

you still haven't returned

himself

drank

and laughed bitterly.