The Woman From Hell

My eyes followed Marius' every movement and every expression. I even keenly caught the curve of the brows on his face.

I waited for him to answer, but he said nothing even after a long time.

The crowd swarmed around us. Silas patted Marius on the shoulder before he left, his sharp gaze on me was as if he was looking at a clown. Only I knew how ridiculous I was at this moment.

Hands wound tightly in fists, I kept my eyes on Marius while Shannon reprimanded him non-stop at the side.

"Marius, do you know what you've done? You betrayed Wanda.

"My God, just why did you do it? You betrayed our trust and you beat us up instead?"

I did not heed Shannon's words, but my gaze on Marius filled with disappointment. "Tell me, Marius. Answer me."

My voice choked a little. It was also slightly hoarse, but it was not trembling as much as it did before.

Yet, my heart was gradually freezing over as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

The person immediately walking by us was Sylvester. He stood beside Marius with his hands in his pockets as if they were part of the same group.

Klien. A fine bird would choose a finer tree to perch upon. He just found

words at this time were like fuel to fire, and what little hope left in my heart was at once

before

hear

eyes at Sylvester, I said in a tone as cold as ice, "Shut

led Sylvester out. My throat bobbed slightly as I swallowed my grievance deeply. When I looked up again, my tears had welled up. "I waited for you for so long, Marius." "Wanda," he finally called

warm as the sun as usual.

gaze, I waited

"I warned you."

thought he would give me an explanation, an explanation about the difficulties he faced. Instead,

you do

much more complicated than you think. You wouldn't have been able to beat them, so you might as

man before me was Marius

it. Yet you're only

I do, I

me? Is this outcome now what you

hands heavily in