Romans & histoires Haunting Adeline Ch 16

And strangely, I didn’t feel any attraction towards her. I wasn’t sure if it had faded over time since it was a stupid infatuation or if was it replaced by someone more…important? I walked out of the manor and found the ‘more important.’ Adeline stood before the birds with a bowl of grain in her hand, and she fed them. The birds seemed to be flocking around her as if she was snow white. Her lips moved as she looked at one of them. Was she talking to them? I moved closer to listen in.

******Later that night***** Through windows, the villa welcomed the passage of the night, the dining room was alive with the vibrant hues of the chandeliers. The room was spirited with laughter as she walked down the staircase. The dining room carried a happy vibe interwoven with the aroma of the meal together. Adeline did not know why, for some reason, she always comes last to the dining. When she got to her seat, she saw him. Her eyes widened swiftly in the realization, She was already suspicious, and now seeing him seated on the table, made her confirm that wild guess. He must be Mr. Williams Luther.

Adeline’s pov I tried not to cry again. This was something my tear ducts were used to, it was almost a routine to watch it dry up and so I sucked in the tears and thought happy thoughts. Thoughts that comprised of the good old earlier days. Looking back to the sequence of events which brought me to that house of brooding mystery, of sinister undercurrents and disturbing echoes. I sat on a wooden bench I had found as I became lost in thought all alone in the darkness.

Hell no. “Adelina!” Without thinking, I jumped down from the stool and bolted. My hands reached for the railing once I hit a flight of stairs. Why was Princeton here? The frantic pounding of my heart blocked out every noise, even his loud shouts behind me. I burst into a quiet hallway, and my attention fell on a door that was slightly open. I went straight for it. “Adelina, please!” I didn’t stop. The open door seemed like a gateway to safety, so I reached for the knob and dove right in.

Seeing that Adeline was terrified, Chloe went up to her and held her hand in comfort, "Come on, Adeline. It's only a tale from the olden days. So, take it with a grain of salt. Maybe you're just imagining things because your new married life is stressing you out too much." "Really?" Adeline asked aloud for reassurance, and she looked at Chloe with mixed feelings. Chloe rolled her eyes at that and said earnestly, "Adeline, you live in modern scientific society right now. You can't possibly believe that devils and ghosts exist in this world?" Adeline listened and processed Chloe's words, and she thought that Chloe was right and reasonable. She started to be convinced that she was either dreami

Everyone who tells her that they will do anything to understand Adeline is untrue. Adeline woke up the next day and noticed her sight went back to normal. It was like an immediate miracle. She decided that she should have someone to tell about her eye condition so that she could get an opinion. But who can she talk to about that? Her friend Chris wasn’t an exemption from her options, so she had the courage to go to his apartment before she went straight to work. She tried to knock on his door… but no one seemed to answer. Her thoughts went crazy, ‘Has he left already? Did he really leave without even letting me know? What happened last night was already a goodbye from him? Why?’

at exactly 11:59. As she said that, the dark figures disappeared and the spirits of victory whispered; "VICTORY TO THE LEGEND" and vanished. I stood up, took a deep breath, and recited in a very deep baritone voice I never knew I had; "Goddess, I summon you." She appeared and mumbled; "YOU WON MORTAL. THIS IS A MYSTERY THAT WILL LIVE FOR AGES." She stretched forth her hand and the coffin having Isabella's body appeared close to her and both vanished.

Adeline’s POV It's been two weeks since the topic of marriage was laid out on the table and since then it's been quite hectic in the Carter household. There's been an obvious change in the atmosphere like everyone is walking on eggshells around me. I know they are being very cautious with words especially prohibited words, like Axel... I stare out of the window in the lecture hall and breathe out a sigh... A bit too loud... Wait. Oh crap the mic is on. Squeezing my eyes shut and then opening them again, I look around pretending like I wasn't the one who did that and just when I thought my plan would be a success, I take a second glance and see everyone staring, at me. Even the professor.

I watched him drive away again. I thought it was prudent to follow my routine to the T. Get up, have breakfast, go to college, have David tell Adeline everything—how it was supposed to be. Or rather, how Adeline wanted it to be. I would stay in her sight at all times. The moment Patronus was out of danger, all it would take was a jump from the balcony, and I would be free. Sounds easy, but I wouldn’t be here if it were that simple. The moment I stepped foot in Anderson Mansion, Adeline was waiting in the lobby with a sour, twisted expression, fuming. Killian’s prank hadn’t aged well.

Camilla stood, towering over her, and whispered, almost venomously, "I'll make your life a living hell." Adaline shrank back instinctively, eyes wide and heart pounding. Her hands trembled as she pressed them to her chest, trying to contain the sting, not just from the tea, but from the cruelty of it all. The room felt suffocating, every shadow somehow magnifying Camilla's presence. And in that moment, Adaline realized just how alone she was in the mansion even with Mrs. Margareta nearby, she could not protect her from this not to talk of when she's away. Camilla's smirk lingered as she turned slightly, leaving Adaline trembling in the corner, silently enduring the torment.