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Author: Orchid ink
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-13 11:09:12

The night was cool, a gentle breeze rustling through the trees as Camilla wandered aimlessly across the vast Sterling estate. Her heart clenched inside her chest, the weight of her emotions pressing down on her like an iron fist. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to stop the tremors coursing through her body, but it was no use.

Everything felt suffocating.

Her place in the Sterling family wasn’t hers by choice. They saw her as a pawn, a means to an end. Her purpose was simple—to bear a child, an heir she wouldn’t even have the right to love. They didn’t care about her. No one truly did.

Then there was James. Her only hope for Katrina's health, but it had shattered. His case hung over her head like a guillotine. And Katrina—the one and only person who had truly cared about her. But life had never been fair to her. Katrina laid in the hospital bed, waiting for her recovery or death. And then, the attempted kidnapping tonight, she need not be told it was Louis.

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  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   042

    The sunlight was barely crawling across the edges of the curtains when Camilla stirred. The room was quiet, unnervingly so. Her fingers brushed the warm spot beside her—a space Cyrus had occupied only hours ago. Now, it was empty. The sheets still held the faintest trace of his scent—clean soap, musk, and something uniquely him. But he was gone.Camilla sat up slowly, wincing from the dull ache in her back. Her thoughts swirled around the nightmare from the night before—the way Cyrus had kicked her, unknowingly, lost in a dream of a past she had no access to. But it wasn’t the pain that lingered.It was the sound of his voice.“That’s my brother—he’s just a boy—DON’T TOUCH HIM!”She chewed on her bottom lip, eyes narrowed in thought. Cyrus hadn’t said much about his past. He dodged questions, wore sarcasm like armor, and only ever let her see fragments of the man beneath the polished exterior.But that nightmare? That had been raw. Terrifying. Real.And there was one person who might

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   041

    Camilla’s breath caught in her throat.Cyrus’s fingers wrapped around her wrist, firm and warm despite the fever that flushed his skin. She froze, her gaze snapping up to meet his—his eyes now cracked open, dark and hooded with the weight of illness, yet sharp with something else. Something unreadable."What are you doing?" His voice was low, hoarse, but there was a teasing edge to it that made the back of her neck prickle.“I…” she started, but the words refused to form. She looked down at her hand, still trapped in his grasp, just inches from his belt. The air between them grew dense, thick with heat that had nothing to do with his fever.Cyrus didn’t let go.“I was—” she tried again, struggling for composure. “—you were uncomfortable. I was just… helping.”A lazy, fever-strained smirk tugged at his lips. “Helping, huh?”Camilla swallowed, trying to wrestle her hand free, but he held on, not tightly, just enough to make her aware of how close they were. The moment stretched, unbeara

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   040

    The drive back to the mansion was smooth.Camilla didn’t want to think about her argument with Evelyn. Evelyn might have used a cruel and backhand means to stop her, but she was already a step ahead. Katrina had already gotten a heart transplant and was safe in the new ward, and that was all that mattered to Camilla for the time being.She was still going to find out who wanted her dead, who Silas Drey was and what deal he has with Evelyn. After taking a shower, Camilla exited the bathroom to find Cyrus sprawled on the bed, with a hand over his face. His eyes were closed and she could tell he was exhausted, she bit her lips as she stared at him on the bed. These past days, the relationship between them had been really good, with Cyrus being surprisingly nice and gentle towards her, helping in every way she hadn’t expected. Camilla’s heart couldn’t help but swell with warmth. She moved to tap him to wake up and change his clothes, but was startled by the pained grunt that suddenl

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   039

    The night air was dense, steeped in the kind of tension that left your lungs fighting to breathe.Camilla stood by the open balcony door, Cyrus's silhouette framed by the silver sheen of moonlight. His jacket hung over one shoulder, shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, jaw clenched tight. The quiet hum of the city below was no match for the storm swirling between them."What did you just say?" Camilla asked, her voice barely above a whisper, but razor sharp.Cyrus stepped inside, sliding the balcony door shut behind him. "I said someone wants you dead. And it's not Louis."Her heart thudded painfully. Her first instinct was denial. "But the threats– It all points to him.""No," Cyrus said firmly. He walked closer, gaze unreadable, until he stood just inches from her. "Louis doesn’t want your head. He wants you."Camilla flinched, taking a half-step back. "That’s worse."His eyes softened a degree. "He’s obsessed, yes. Possessive. But he’s not the one orchestrating these threats. He

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   038

    Camilla's stomach growled, protesting its emptiness, just as the car slid into the lot of a cozy, high-end restaurant nestled along a quiet street. Through the tinted windows, the golden glow of evening lights spilled over glass windows and white marble flooring inside. A couple of suited waiters stood at the entrance with hands clasped behind their backs, the whole atmosphere exuding class and warmth.“Come on,” Cyrus said, stepping out and holding the door for her.Camilla climbed out of the car slowly, still mulling over the conversation they'd had in the car earlier. Cyrus’s teasing lingered like a warm touch on her skin. The kiss. The debt. The way he looked at her like he wanted to unwrap the truth she tried so hard to guard.Inside, they were ushered into a private booth near the window overlooking a courtyard garden. Dim light cascaded from an elegant chandelier above, painting soft shadows on the table as menus were placed before them.Cyrus scanned his quickly and ordered fo

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   037

    Camilla sat in the hospital’s waiting room with Cyrus by her side. Her mind was uneasy and restless, which was plastered all over her face. Cyrus noticed her fidgeting and grabbed her palm, squeezing it lightly, this little action, sent a jolt of warmth through Camilla despite her troubled mind.“Are you doubting the competence of that doctor?”Camilla was tight-lipped, unable to say a word, she glanced at Cyrus and shook her head. But the fear in her eyes was obvious.Today was Katrina's surgery. Cyrus, through his connections, was able to find a heart donor in the space of 24 hours. The same night, Camilla was carried out the previous hospital, and pushed into one of the hospital’s owned by the Sterling.Camilla was overwhelmed by his generosity, but was yet to thank him. Right now, her whole mind was on Katrina. The surgery.After what seemed like forever, the young doctor stepped out of the surgery room. Camilla lunged at him, like a crazy woman. Cyrus followed.“Doctor how is s

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   036

    Camilla had already slept off in the car by the time they returned to the mansion. Not wanting to wake her, Cyrus scooped her into his arms and carried her to her room, where he laid her on the bed.He stared at her for a while. Even in her sleep, her furrowed brows easily gave off her feeling of fear and exhaustion.“Katrina must really be important to her,” Cyrus thought.He covered her with the quilt before heading to the washroom.Cyrus sat at the other side of the bed, his gaze fixed on his laptop screen as he typed away smoothly. There were so many emails he had to attend to, meetings to reschedule, and pending issues to resolve.It was 2:24 a.m., but he needed to finish his work. Since it was already the weekend, he wanted to make the next week smooth for himself.He was almost done when his cell phone buzzed on the desk. With a slight frown, he reached for it and grabbed his phone.Carter: Sir, this is the video from the footage.It was a reminder message from Carter.Cyrus pr

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   035

    Camilla didn’t know how to explain how torn she felt, how powerless. She was failing, and the thought of losing Katrina felt like a physical blow.“We’re almost there,” Cyrus said quietly, his voice slicing through the thick air of tension. “You don’t have to say anything, Camilla. I know this is hard.”She blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. “I feel like I’m failing everyone,” she whispered, her voice shaky. “I can’t fix this. I can’t fix her. And I don’t know who’s doing this, but they won’t stop. They’re just going to keep hurting her.”Cyrus didn’t respond at first. The only sound was the soft hum of the engine. But then, as if choosing his words carefully, he spoke again.“You’re not failing anyone,” he said firmly. “You’ve done everything you can. And you’ll keep doing it. But sometimes, we have to rely on people around us. You don’t have to do this on your own.” he glanced at her, although startled by his own words, especially when he wasn't

  • WE'RE STUCK TOGETHER, PSYCHO!   034

    Camilla pulled the hood of her jacket over her head, keeping her face low as she stepped into the dimly lit cyber café. The air smelled of stale coffee and cheap air fresheners, and the sound of rapid typing filled the space. She took a seat in the farthest corner, her hands slightly trembling as she plugged in a USB drive to the computer.She had to find out who was behind the threats against James’s mother. If she could at least trace the number or get a lead, she’d have something to work with. Her fingers danced over the keyboard, quickly accessing a few secure databases she was familiar with.She entered the number and ran a deep search, her heart hammering with every second that passed. The screen flickered, the system attempting to pull out any relevant information.No results found.Camilla cursed under her breath. She tried again, this time using a different approach, bouncing the search request through multiple servers to break through any encryption.Blocked IP Address.Her

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