9| Dangerous Night

Rula didn't know what to say about her current relationship with Rondolf Blackton. It comes out that love is not easy for her. Rula had a meaningless life. She only knew how to serve many men in passionate sex, never allowing Rula to feel true love. She was numb as time went on.

"Rula. I don't need medication." Randolf is seated at the bench's far end. Silently, Rula looked at him.

In Rula's memories, she vividly imagined the stab wound Randolf had just suffered. But Randolf was sitting in front of him now as if nothing had happened.

Rula put the medicine box in front of Randolf. "I'm curious about you, Randolf."

There is no severe interaction, and they only look at each other.

"Who are you?" Rula patiently smiled. She just wasn't able to identify who she was interacting with yet.

Rula has only ever existed in the realm of reality. Everything can be explained using known facts and theories. But following the storm, Rula starts to see situations as her imagination.

"Werewolf. I'm the n