Chapter 23 | Invisible Stains of Blood

"Let go! When will you stop?!" I shouted.

At the moment, my sandals are already laid innocently into someplace on the darkness. I crossed the room barefoot.

"So will you let history repeat itself AGAIN, Alyana?" his smirk turned into a wide smile, those smile revealed his black smudged by cigarette gums and teeth, even from the dim light, it can still be discerned. 

The man with brown-dyed hair beside Troy found a spot in the conversation, he stepped forward and spoke in crossed arms, "Two years ago, in your lucky year of two thousand eighteen, of the date as today. Of the very similar event, our group almost killed you. I really wished to hell that it should have been your death rather than almost, but it was your lucky year indeed. The Grand Ball was postponed last year because of that encounter," he stopped to f