Semua Bab Blood of Regret: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I died because Martin Fitzgerald forced me to become bait to protect his new lover.And after my life drained out of my body, it was preserved in a glass case like a specimen.I had no idea why, but my departed soul somehow drifted to the Fitzgeralds' home down on Fitz Lane, Ocean City."You still can't reach Bea? But it's been days," Mrs. Fitzgerald grumbled from the couch. "She always answers my calls and could do no wrong… Could something have happened?"I was taken in by the Fitzgeralds as an adopted daughter at eighteen, as Mrs. Fitzgerald and my mother were best friends before my parents' passing.However, Mrs. Fitzgerald was the only person in this house who cared for me and sheltered me, treating me as if I were her own daughter.Martin simply snorted irritably and checked the time. "Don't worry about her, Mom. She's an adult—what could happen to her? Also, I have to go. It's Yvie's birthday."I couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly as I watched Martin—he really didn

After I passed out from pain that night, the sun after the rain shone brightly when I woke up the next day.As I struggled to get up, I noticed that the blood between my legs had dried up.That was when I heard Yvie sobbing and went to the living room to see her trembling. "I'm so scared, Martin. What should we do? The killer is after me… I don't wanna die!"Beside her, Evan Zich, one of Martin's friends, nodded at him. "We checked the cameras—it's true. Should we call the cops?""No!" Yvie cried out right then, shaking her head repeatedly in terror. "Don't do it! He's a monster—he only picks young women, but the cops couldn't get him even after he left six bodies… If we push him too far…""It's alright, Yvie," Martin assured her softly as he wrapped his arms around her.I stood there, watching awkwardly and numb, unsure if I should stay or leave.It was clear that he was capable of being gentle—it was just that he would never be gentle with me.That was when Evan asked, "Wait,

Four days before my death, I wore Yvie's red dress as arranged, standing and shuddering on that alley down Wisteria Lane."Act natural," Martin told me through my earphone.But I walked through the alley back and forth a few times and found no one suspicious."Martin, don't you think the killer isn't interested?""Haha! Not even a sicko wants her!"Hearing his friends mocking me on the other end, I was left dropping on my knees, my eyes reddened and tears welling up in them.However, they weren't giving up just because I failed, and they made me go down that alley again the next night, although that didn't work either.The next day—two days before I died—Yvie came up to me. "Sorry, Bea—I misremembered. It wasn't that alley in the middle… It's the corner alley down the end of the street. Martin said you should go tonight after work, since we'll be watching as usual. Just give us a shout if there's trouble."I believed her and went to the alley, and this time, I noticed someone f

Martin snorted in annoyance, clearly embarrassed. "I told you—Beatrice is alive, and who she is to me has nothing to do with this case!"Jason retorted in equal annoyance, "We're asking for your cooperation here, Mr. Fitzgerald. Please don't further complicate this investigation."I was laughing at Jason right then. "There's no way he'd tell you the things he did to his so-called sister..."Cap!" Another police officer came running down the hallway just then. "We have confirmed the blood and skin tissue samples. They belong to Beatrice Cox, not the victim."Jason nodded. "Then we must presume that the serial killer got to her as well.""No," Martin said, clenching his knuckles. "Beatrice is smart. She's just trying to stage her death to be dramatic."Seeing that he still refused to believe that I was dead, I sighed in exasperation, once again disappointed.Jason narrowed his eyes in turn. "Mr. Fitzgerald, your refusal to cooperate will slow us down to the point that we won't be

Star's eyes were red, clearly agitated as he looked at my photo.That was when one of Martin's rich brat buddies laughed. "Well, I won't lie—Beatrice has a nice figure. I don't mind having her if she comes on to me.""Exactly. Did you see those curves when she got all wet back at Nightzone?""Sure you did, Benji. I mean, you almost got everything off too…""Hahaha…"I glared at the rich brats in resentment.Because Martin belittled me—because he thought that I always cheapened myself—the rest of them followed suit, never once showing me respect.I could rip them apart right then, and even throw a punch at Benji's face, but it was pointless.Pow!I was left shocked as Benji Lars collapsed painfully on the ground and saw that Star had lunged forward on top of him in an instant.Star, the crazy murderer who took my life…"Shit, is he having an episode?! Get him off!" Around him, Benji's buddies were frantically trying to pull Star off Benji.Even so, Star clung on like a f