- ACE - I may not know if this is me addressing my feelings but I’m doing it anyway. I couldn’t sleep. My wife was on my mind most of the night. I used my insomnia to read everything the doctor sent to me as well a few paperwork and when I finally managed to fall asleep, I woke up way too early. Although it made me put preparations in place to meet the needs of my wife. For some reason, all of a sudden, it feels less weighty to refer to her by that and I can’t tell if I hate it yet or not. I’d rather not define this new thing I feel. Not yet. It’s still very new to me. It’s very odd. Never have I wanted to help the person I wanted to destroy before. Maybe my character may switch later but till then, I will just do what I know I won’t come to overthink about later. As silly as it will be. Lorelei is standing right in front of me. How she manages to put on a wolf mask each time she’s around me is starting to be amusing. If anything, I somewhat enjoy the bittersweet feeling. It’s
- LORELEI - Have you ever battled getting up from a bed to a different spot in your room? It may just be a few steps away but your physical health makes it seem like you’re walking through Mount Everest and have already gone half way with body aching all over. I let out a soft sigh, trying to make my way to the bathroom while glueing my hands to the wall. It’s my only support. Apparently, whatever drug Catherine gave me still had after effects in the morning, contrary to what I was told. I never found it wise to believe that pale ass living ghost to begin with. Another sigh leave my lips, followed by a groan. I have to know what it was that she gave to me. What kind of medication could be so bad that it would make someone pass out and experience such discomfort? I need to know and feed it to her. Make her paralysed for a day or two, or even forever, I don’t care. I hate her. Way more than I do Ace and that should scream volumes. I don’t even know the human yet she’s chosen to ta
- ACE - When I stepped into her room, I noticed her body stir. I noticed how tense she was by my presence. I make her feel frightened and uncomfortable. That shouldn’t be a surprise to me. “I have something to ask you.” I say through a thickened, warm tone. “And I need you to tell me the truth.” I watch as her brows narrow as I waltz into her room, her eyes gawking at me. Like a hawk, she monitors my every move till I make myself comfortable at the edge of her bed. I maintained the distance for her sake. I don’t want her having a heart attack by proximity with me. I haven’t given Lorelei a reason not to fear me and I have to rectify that. “What. . .” Her words cut short like it hangs in her throat momentarily. “What do you want to know?” My gaze is fixed on her. It’s hard not to notice every slight movement she makes. Her hand slides up her arm, right where i bruised her skin. A scornful feeling immediately brews within me. I hate that she may have the intent to be ho
- ACE - Remember when I told her I would let her be the moment I walked out of her room with a promise to be back? Well, I had no idea that I wouldn’t want to be away from her for long. It hasn’t even been ten minutes yet but I want to go and check in on her. How do I know how much time whiled away? I kept on checking my watch. It’s insane. How does one prioritise someone he detests this much? How does one try to keep the person he detests safe? Why would someone in their right mind think about opening up the pharmacy of someone that obviously aggravates him right after he destroyed it and manipulated her into thinking it was due to his plan to make her miserable under his care? And why do I seem to care about her wellbeing whenever her health declines? These are questions I keep asking myself over and over again, every damn time because as many answers I come up with, none seem to satisfy me. I already accept that I feel something for her. Now the thing is, what do I do with
- LORELEI - I feel my eyelids soak with tears begging to run down my face at the taste of food. It’s just bread with typical healthy fillings inside yet it gives me some sense of fullness. I sniff, munching on another sandwich the moment I finish the one in my hand. This doctor, whoever it is, thank you for giving me more than one sandwich to eat when I awaken. And for not making it taste like boring hospital food. I stretch my other hand out to grab the glass of juice close to the glass of water by my bed side and drown it down my throat. I was starving. And I’m very hungry. I cannot remember anything past the last thing I witnessed before passing out. All I know is after my dazed vision, I blacked out then I woke up here. Whatever transpired after is news to me. News I do not know if I want to uncover. I munch on the sandwich even faster, not letting my mouth go half full as long as there is still more bread. I drink more juice to aid with easy swallowing and digestion. I sti
- ACE - I close the door behind her. The moment she is out of my house, I rest my back on the door, shutting my eyes as I lay a hand on my chest. The best news always comes when least expected. I’m glad for this one. If I had gotten anything worse than this, I may not have been able to take it. “I guess I should leave. Think you’d be fine on your own?” Isabel asks, walking towards me. I had no idea she was anywhere near me, I thought she waited back there, close to Lorelei while I escorted the doctor out. I let my lips curl to the side, signifying a smile. I’m more relaxed now than I was before. While I am still utterly disgusted and furious at myself, at least, I know I have time to change. Time to make things right. “Thank you for tonight. I don’t know how I would’ve coped if you weren’t here.” I say, my tone calm. “You need me. I’ve come to accept that over the years.” She gloats. Haha, that is very valid. I’ll let it slide this time because it’s true. I let my eyes re