Tears' Curse のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

When Miracle got back home, she locked herself in her room and slid her back down the door."What exactly is wrong with you, Xue'er?" She frowned, losing the focus of her vision as tears pooled in her sunken eyes. "Didn't you come here to avenge your deceased friends? The fallen angel stood right there. Why didn't you kill him?"She couldn't complete her mission. Nothing was right anymore. Nothing felt right anymore. She was desperate for everything to end. When her gaze fell on her mark, she knew exactly that she no longer had the chance to return to her world in one piece. Miracle flopped onto her bed and pulled the pillow over, burying her face in it."Daughter of a dragon and a fallen angel, the key to bringing peace to the worlds," she murmured, recalling the lessons she had learned back in Long Sheng Jie. "And for peace to return, to be sacrificed is the only way." 'To be sacrificed is the only way,' she repeated, her eyes springing open.Exactly! She knew she was the key to en

"MIRACLE WATSON!" Lyn's panicked voice echoed in her ears, snapping Miracle away from the scene with Qilong and Xiao Xun in an instant.Miracle jolted awake, her eyelashes fluttering as sweat trickled down her quivering chin. When her grogginess faded, the last thing she had done before slipping into unconsciousness came rushing back.Her eyes darted around the room, and when they landed on the Watsons beside her, a sharp pang of guilt stirred deep within her."Miracle! You scared the hell out of us!" Lyn exclaimed, sitting on the edge of her bed. "I..." She trailed off the moment she met Hayden's disappointed look. He was leaning sideways against the footboard with his brows furrowed. Miracle pursed her trembling lips. The lingering taste of the blood once again filled her mouth, reminding her of the silly act she had committed. Underneath her blanket, she wiggled her toes, hoping the rustling would ease the tension hanging in the air.As expected, she couldn't look him in the eye.

The rest of the week passed by in an unusual calm. No troubles stirred from the shadows by Mynheex or fallen angels. Now that the twins were aware of Melvin's identity, their coldness was evident. They didn't talk to him at school, nor did he approach them. He probably guessed that they had found out about him. Other than that, everything was smooth, a little too smooth to be considered true.And as expected, when things seemed too smooth, it was the harbinger of something terrible lurking just around the corner."Ouch!" The heated test tube holding the neutralized iodine solution cracked and sliced through Lyn's palm. "Lyn!" Kingsley switched off his Bunsen burner and jumped over his chair. "Gosh... You're bleeding," he said, raising his hand to get Nancy's attention. "Kingsley..." She shuddered, and her knees gave way, dropping her to the floor. "I'm having a really bad feeling." He pried open her grip. Too much pressure was only going to worsen the wound. "What is it?" he asked.

Miracle stopped outside the house, her senses on high alert as a sickening stench of decay suffocated the air. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts. She shot the twins a warning glance, pressing a finger firmly to her lips. Edging closer to the wall, she set her palm aflame.But then, the flames dimmed to a feeble glow the moment her gaze fell on the wilting silver fronds through the splintered wooden door. An unwelcome numbness spread across her mark. It wasn't just the plants dying; they were stripping away the layer of protection they had on her divine breath.Miracle walked in, her eyes darting around until she saw the disaster ahead. The couches were no longer in their right positions, blue curtains were spread wide apart with blood streaked across them as if trying to create some grotesque artwork, and shards of broken glass were scattered across the floor. The chaotic scene hit her hard. She almost thought she was in the wrong house if it weren't for the familiar piece of cyan

Living room. Kitchen. Backyard. Traces of him were everywhere—so many that it was hard to accept his death as a fact."Hayden..." Miracle fell to her knees on the broken floor. "I thought we could end this together. I thought I could protect everyone." A wave of defeat washed over her as she stared at the silver fronds, no longer shimmering with pride. "And my 'everyone' included you..."All of a sudden, it was as if time had folded in on itself, pulling her back into that moment. The scene of Arlyaen appearing in the house flashed before her eyes, every detail playing like a cruel, silent film, dragging her to its inevitable end.The blood. The struggle. Hayden's faltering fingers, scrawling his last words. Miracle pursed her lips, holding back her tears as she watched how cruel the evil was in ending the life of the man who had treated her like his own.Through the haze of her tears, a familiar figure emerged—Hayden. Seated on the couch, wearing his usual three-quarter faded pants