로그인Love is an important part between a woman and a man. But this term made an excuse for self-interest. Eloise is just one of those who have the ability to see things that the normal eye cannot see. A ghost bothering her and asks for a help, resolving the mystery of death. Even though she wants to avoid paying attention, she doesn't keep quiet because her silence disturbed. She was forced to discover the thing that had long been hidden. But what she did not know was that it had to do with her family? She is endowed with a strange sight, but this will take her to the past. The past cursed because of love. How will she deal with the curse that surrounds her being? What is her step to finally get rid of the curse that surrounds her family?
더 보기George The sun was beginning its slow descent over the quiet suburban street as I pulled into our driveway, the engine of my car humming softly before falling silent. I had just returned from delivering Eloise safely to her family home after another long, demanding stretch of our shared mission. For weeks perhaps months I had been consumed by our work, rarely setting foot in my own house, barely aware of the rhythms of daily life here. The weight of exhaustion clung to me like a second skin. As I stepped out of the car and approached the front gate, something unusual caught my eye: an unfamiliar silver sedan parked neatly along the curb, its polished surface gleaming under the late afternoon light. I paused, keys still in hand, a faint flicker of curiosity cutting through my fatigue. Before I could process it further, the front door of our house swung open. A woman emerged, moving with graceful urgency. Her fair skin glowed warmly in the golden light, and her shoulder-length blon
Eloise My heart hammered against my ribs as George and I descended the staircase, our footsteps the only sound breaking the quiet. I clutched his hand tighter, my palm slick with nervous sweat, drawing what little strength I could from the warmth of his fingers. Each step toward the sofa felt heavier than the last, my legs leaden with dread. Conquer this fear, I told myself, forcing my chin up even as anxiety coiled tight in my stomach. Auntie Gillie sat rigidly on the loveseat opposite us, her posture impeccable. Her sharp, piercing gaze flicked toward me repeatedly assessing, probing though her lips remained pressed into a thin, disapproving line. She said nothing directly about my presence, but the weight of her unspoken disapproval hung thicker than the scent of polished oak and faint lavender from the nearby diffuser. George’s parents flanked her, their faces etched with a mixture of exhaustion, concern, and quiet anger. We settled onto the sofa, the cushions yielding soft
The past was behind them now. What mattered was the new day unfolding before them and the bold plan they had set in motion. Despite his mother’s growing anger over his constant preoccupations, George had made a firm decision. He would bring Eloise to their family home to ask for her blessing before they sailed to Manila. He refused to move forward in secret. He knew the visit might expose Eloise to the same cold disapproval his mother had shown him, but he wanted honesty between them. No more hiding. No more pretending. What mattered most was their unity—an unbreakable bond forged in the face of cruel fate. They needed to survive. They needed to fight. Only then could they carve out the peaceful life they both desperately longed for. “Are you ready?” George asked gently as they stood outside the modest family home. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the wooden porch, and the distant sound of waves hinted at the journey that awaited them. Eloise drew in a shaky breath, her
Elena and George burst through the doorway, their footsteps thundering against the worn wooden floor. The sharp urgency in Eloise’s earlier cry still echoed in their ears, pulling them forward with hearts hammering in their chests. As they crossed the threshold into the dimly lit bedroom, their eyes widened in shared horror. There, on the edge of the bed, sat Ana—Eloise’s mother her frail frame hunched forward. A steady trickle of blood dripped from her nose onto the faded floral quilt below. But this was no ordinary blood. Instead of the familiar bright crimson, it flowed thick and viscous, an unnatural obsidian black that caught the lamplight with an oily sheen. The metallic stench of rust and decay hung heavy in the air, sharp enough to sting the nostrils and turn the stomach. Each droplet fell with a soft, sickening patter, staining the fabric in dark, spreading blossoms. “Help me, George,” Eloise pleaded, her voice cracking into a broken whisper. Hot tears carved glistening tr
The day that passed without George was not easy for the siblings. A week later, George is back, and they hope brings the good news, so they can find the body of the soul asking for Eloise’s help."Ely, are you waiting for George?" Elena asked when she saw the o
We are the ones who understand people who are losing their sanity. Our love of others are not tainted by any selfishness. We just know right and wrong.Once again Eloise's endurance tested. Her heart ached as she stared at their mother who was fainting from her
Occasionally we have unexpected things coming. The planned ones are going awry. No one knows what will happen in the future. That is why it is difficult to hope for something that is not yet certain.Instead of starting what had to be done, Eloise temporarily p
A lot was playing on Eloise’s mind about her dream. After, Elena woke her up in a nightmare, she almost didn't want to close her eyes again. She is afraid to fall asleep, thinking she will back into a dream in a horrible situation.Elena quietly went back to sleep. T
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