It was as if there were butterflies in Lesley's stomach as she made her way down the hall to Bangs' room. Her heart beats with excitement as she walks towards the ward with the red door. She comes here every day but only now does she feel such excitement and joy. Even at school earlier, she was caught spacing out several times by her classmates. All because she can not stop thinking of Bangs, or should she call him Kieran? When she reached his ward, she tried to hide the smile that had been squeezing her lips since she arrived at the hospital. She does not want to look weird in front of Bangs when he sees her smile for no reason. She finally opened the door and walked in. "Bangs! I'm here—" She could not continue to greet him when she saw him unconscious on the floor. Without hesitation, she stepped inside the yellow line and knelt in front of Bangs, and then she slowly pulled back the long hair that covered his face. “Oh my go— Ba-bangs, wake up! What happened here?!" She grima

Against her will, Lesley did not go to school today to talk to her rebellious older brother. Amanda forced her to, or otherwise, she will be thrown out of the house. It is upsetting, but she still sees them as family. She does not want to be the reason for them to fall apart like this, especially now that she knows what drives Amanda's anger toward her. Her real family killed Patrick's father and grandparents. She knew that the child should not pay for their parent's sin, but she still had a guilty conscience and wanted to make up for all the grief Amanda had experienced. She somehow feels responsible for what happened to them even though she is entirely innocent. Before Amanda left for the salon where she works, she asked why she took her in if her real family murdered hers. Amanda said that she took her to save herself and Patrick. She became even more confused by that answer, so she followed it with more questions. But Amanda got infuriated again and threatened not to ask any

"I... I already have someone..." Bangs had never experienced so much heartache and anger when he heard those words. The sadness and annoyance he felt were worse than when she had been absent for a few days. It was even more painful than all the experiments his body had gone through. He feels a strange pang in his chest. Because of the negative emotions filling up his mind, he can barely control the rage inside him. If it was not for Lesley standing in front of him, he might have transformed into a monster again and rampaged. He is under the side effects of drugs which pushes him to be very aggressive, but he can feel and think calmly when Lesley is around. Because of her, he can control all negative emotions and violent thoughts he always has. She cures him of his insanity. She calms the monster in him and gives him something he never has, hope. She makes him feel emotions he has never felt before, but this same girl is tearing his heart to pieces. "Bangs?" she calls softly with

"Eighteen years ago, I was the luckiest man alive when I married the woman with the most beautiful hazel eyes. She was the kindest and most selfless person I have ever met. She gives respect to every living thing. It is impossible to hate her. She, unfortunately, was born into a family of mad scientists," Jacoben said with a visible pain in his eyes. Lesley quietly listened as they focused on the woman in the other room. "Her name's Maridona, the eldest daughter of Dr. Victor Nobles, a well-known biochemist, and bioengineer. Her mother died giving birth to her psychopath sister." She almost nodded at what he said. She one hundred percent agrees that Shane is a psychopath. Jacoben smirked as he continued. "Imagine having a demon as a father and a lunatic sister. It's a miracle she grew up a different person from that crazy family." He shook weakly. "Anyway, I didn't know their secret when Mari and I got married. Being with her was a dream come true for me. I might not look like a ro

The car drove fast until they reached what seemed like a huge garden with a beautiful house at the center. Mrs. Dapit parked the car, and then they got off. She couldn't help but scan with her eyes the beauty of the garden they were walking through. There were many flowers and plants that she had never seen before planted in every corner. Her mouth widely opened in astonishment at the fountain in the middle. And the building at the center that she thought was a house was actually the restaurant. She observed the European-themed infrastructure in amazement. "Welcome to Luxies Plate!" a man in a tuxedo greeted them as they approached the entrance. Mrs. Dapit walked past the man snobbishly while she smiled back at him. Her eyes widened even more as they entered and saw the elegant chairs and tables. When she looked up, she saw lavishly decorated chandeliers hanging at the ceiling. Everyone inside has dressed formally and beautifully, both the customers and the waiters. She suddenly fe