All Chapters of What Nobody Sees : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

NEFERTARY ¿Esto es lo que llaman sentir? I had arrived at the mansion. I hadn't said a word... not a single one had left my mouth. My tears just wouldn't stop—they had a will of their own. No matter how much I didn't want them to fall, it was... it was completely inevitable. —You need to take a shower. Mathias's voice pulled me back to reality. He'd been by my side the whole way. I avoided looking him in the face because... he was looking at me like I was breakable... and that made me feel useless. I knew he was worried, but I just couldn't. When my father died... it hurt—God, it hurt. But now, it doesn't. This... this feels like being burned alive, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. Since I didn't say anything, Ludwig led me to the bathroom. Once inside, he began undressing me before guiding me into the shower. The water didn't take long to fall and soak me through. My body shivered, though it didn't fight back. I fixed my eyes on the floor, watching the mixture of mud and

MATHIASLa reina del caos... ha vuelto al juego.One month was enough to see how a monster torn to pieces rebuilds itself. Nefertary was back, in her world, in her home. Maybe what I'm about to say sounds crazy, but this place has done her good. Somehow, she's more centered now; she's not the same because she no longer hides her emotions, she doesn't hold them back. Still, that doesn't make her weak. I think she's becoming her best version, even though she still has to learn to cope with Demir's death. I still remember how she was those first days; I could expect impulsive behavior, anger, hatred from her side, but I never thought I'd see such a vulnerable version clinging to life. Thanks to Ragnar and Nyra, she had managed to get out of that deep depressive state she was sinking into. That waning duo of hair, capable of stealing anyone's heart. I remember asking her about the meaning of the nickname."—'Waning'!? Like the waning moon? —I asked confused when I heard her talk about the

MATHIASUn clarooscuro en este mundo After the chaos, the screams, silence returns, and with it, the thoughts about the damn "reflection," wondering if I've screwed up, if I'm lost, 'but how am I lost?' Months ago, I knew exactly what I wanted; now it's like starting over again, although... 'how is it possible that I don't know?' An hour ago, we had just sealed a new pact... not with words, but with skin.My gaze drifted to where she was breathing slowly beside me. Maybe she was asleep or just pretending to be. 'How can she look so harmless like that?'I shifted my eyes toward the ceiling; the darkness didn't bother me—it became my new friend, that world I once thought was distant now feels like home, especially her as my refuge. Maybe I'm crazy, but I had accepted it. No blackmail, no manipulation—more like I'm enjoying it. I was starting to enjoy the chaos, starting to enjoy other people's pain.With Michael Lorenz's death, I confirmed it: it doesn't affect me in the slightest, tha

NEFERTARY¡Que comience la reunión familiar!After leaving that place, it was time to go after him. I needed to see him die, to finish that bastard once and for all—make sure he couldn't take revenge for Vanessa's death. Because that's the excuse he'd use… though of course, 'he doesn't need one, he just acts for pleasure.'—Miss! —Steven shouted, running toward me— Egil is heading to the airport.—What do you mean, the airport? That rat isn't getting out. I want him now. I don't care if there are civilians around, that bastard cannot leave Switzerland —he nodded and immediately pulled out his phone to start barking orders——Everything will be ready. We'll wait for him at the cabin.He opened the car door for me, and I got in. The driver started the engine.My eyes drifted toward the sunset—more orange than ever, like the lava of a volcano.Even with that view, my emotions didn't calm down. They were going at a thousand beats per damn second.I've taken down everyone involved. He's the

NIKOLAI¿El juego está empezando otra vez?Sweden, StockholmSix years later...I can still taste victory like it was yesterday — it's inexplicable how triumph had flavor on my palate, how I took down that idiot Egil and that stupid Vanessa. They were very clever to think I wouldn't come after them if they betrayed me.That day, I didn't board the damn jet — at least, not the one the attack took. I already knew their moves. I saw my chance to fake my death; I knew my two daughters would seek revenge, and indeed, they lived up to my expectations. It was a shame that both were so narcissistic, so egocentric, that they fell together into the abyss, 'The Ziegler surname was what finished them off.'My new life began in Russia. I invested the little I had from a ghost company there, regaining my status. Without enemies, the path was easier. It didn't take long for me to become someone important again, to have my life back, but this time known as Nikolai Kaelthorn. Gregorio Ibagon had died,