It was dark and cold. The rain is pouring hard from the night sky that is field with heavy clouds. My vision is blurry because of my tears that streaming down to my face together with the droplets of rain that rolling on my cheeks. But despite my blurry vision, I recognize the man in front of me who's holding a gun that is pointing on my direction. Fear and hopelessness is the two things that swirling inside my head while staring at the man. I will die, that's for sure. I was left alone. I am just a small naive child who was able to escape the fiery fire that swallow our whole house. I maybe lucky that Cladia made me escape but that luck already stop here. I cannot save myself from him. What could a child like me can do against to the man like him? The wind blows and I felt my body shiver because of coldness and fear. The huge fire in the mansion didn't receded, it ignites even more every time the wind blows not minding the heavy rain. "Get up," I heard him said.My lips quiver. I

Wearing a blue ball gown I stare myself in the length size mirror. The shade of my hazel eyes glows against the glittering I shadow that the make up artist put on me. My hair was fixed into a messy bond and the gleaming crystal hair pin given by my father complement my overall look. I must admit that I look like a princess in this huge mansion that feels like my own castle. Those tall walls surround this place was my protection from the cruel reality of this world. It was my protection from my cruel past that I couldn't let go. I gasp for air when the door of my room open revealing Luscio Costello, my father. There is a proud smile plastered on his face that resembles Ajaxer so much. I turn around and smile at him. "Dad..." I whisper. "My sweet little girl, look at you" he hold my both arms and let out a baritone laugh. "You look so beautiful mi hija" he complimented. The smile on my lips stretches, pleased with his praise that I secretly wanted ever since he claim me as his dau

The wind blows my hair while looking outside the open window. I am sitting on my wheelchair because Sain believes that I couldn't walk on my own when in fact I already can. I just didn't let him know about it to avoid suspicion. I need to be careful starting today especially now that Cassinno is giving me a strange feeling. It was my intention to act weak in front of them because they might find it odd that the two bagman that was sent by Accardo Triad didn't even hurt me enough. That would be ridiculous knowing that the goal of the other organizations is to kill Sain Czar's wife since I am the only Ildefonso's woman as of now. Cassinno is not in a relationship, I doubt he wil because of his attitude. He is aloof and I think he is difficult to pleased and impress. He is not a boyfriend material, I must say. But when we talk about his looks? Well, he got so much point on that but the behavior? That's a biggest no. Sixto is like him as well, he doesn't have anyone link to him. He is v

Looking at the green wide field inside the Ildefonso's Residence. This is my favorite spot that's why I love this room. The wind blows and I shiver a bit because I am not wearing a jacket. I took a deep breath, I don't know where is Sain right now. It's been almost haft an hour since I saw him walk away, I thought he will head straight to our room so I went back here fast but then even until now, he is still not here. I close my eyes recalling the pain that lace in his voice. I think even people like Sain Czar could still feel pain. Perhaps it was indeed true that people is a collection of broken glasses. None of us are truly whole even if you are good or evil. Even if it feels as if you own everything and you are in control of everything. Despite the power, wealth, and authority. When we were young, we are free from all those pains. We are free from suffering. We are oblivious about the cruelty of life but as we grow older that's the time fear starts to get clear in our eyes. That'

"What are you doing here?" The familiar voice of Zacharias ask from behind. He doesn't sound friendly at all which made me grip the armrest of the wheelchair. I look at the direction that Eredia take and I couldn't help to frown. The last thing I wanted to happen right now is meeting Zacharias Eron. First of all, I don't want him to ask me again regarding Celeste Cortezi as if he knew that I have something to do with her. Secondly, I don't like how I feel towards this guy. Although I know his dangerous because of his desperation to find Celeste, I couldn't get mad at him. There is something in him that feels familiar but at the same time strange and I don't have time for it, obviously. And lastly, he is the one who assigned to investigate the Castania's mansion together with Vincer. For sure, it was him who found the gun. I'm worried that he might find something in my room that will lead to suspicion. "I came here to relax," I replied not looking at him. I heard him sigh and my