Chapter 38 - GETTING MARRIED (1/2)

Some days, I feel everything at once.

Other days, I feel nothing at all.

-Unknown-

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On the other hand, what she didn't know was that a certain someone was standing still in the library, staring at the door, because he was used to seeing a certain white haired little girl burst through the door once he appeared in a room in this house...

However, no matter how long he waited, the little girl didn't come to see him, though he knew that she was still awake at this hour.

He kept staring at the door until finally he decided to disappear again, making the scent of coffee that she sensed earlier fade away along with his disappearance.

Blue leaned her back against the backrest of her chair and stared at the dark night sky. The moon didn't appear tonight. And so, the sky looked a little bit empty and lonely.

She had seen gruesome scenes before, but somehow, she couldn't wrap her head around the scene that she saw that day…

The day when Chaos ripped the man's heart out, to make sure that he wouldn't live for another second longer, and just to be certain of his death.

How cruel was that…

Blue witnessed violence and deaths, but she couldn't accept this one.

At this time, the little girl still didn't know how to express her feelings, or how to find out the answers to her questions, later on she would understand the reason why she couldn't put up with this fact.

It was because she knew, if she followed what Chaos said and tracked down all the shattered souls that he wanted, it would be as good as putting a final verdict on those people's lives.

She would be a killer, in one way or another.

This fact was something that she had not realized yet, but she would become aware of it soon enough…

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Sol finally opened his eyes when his sister came to see him in his bedroom. He had been lying motionlessly in his bed for two days, or it could be said, since his last encounter with the damned creature that took Lise away from him.

”July,” Sol called his older sister, who was born only two years apart from him.

”D*mn boy,” she cursed, but her eyes showed how glad she was to see her younger brother alive and talking. ”How did you tell it's me instead of Jasmine?”

”Easy,” Sol rasped, as he tried to sit down, while July didn't even bother to help him. Instead, she settled down on a chair beside his bed and munched on the breakfast that was supposed to be eaten by him.

”How so?” she asked, watching Sol struggle to sit.

”She will not come here or bring food for me,” Sol groaned because he could feel his whole body aching badly.