Her sister entered the room, carrying countless questions in her heart. She did not want the things she had overheard outside, or the doubts circling relentlessly in her mind to turn out to be true.
Behind Ella, their mother and father followed into the room. He turned back and smiled at her. She kept looking only at him, yet terrible nervousness deeply shook her. This was something she had never faced before, and what she was about to face now weighed heavily on her.
In response, she could neither smile nor offer any gestures. At that moment, she felt immense pressure pressing down on her. Her parents and her sister stood in front of her, waiting for answers.
I should leave,” he thought. They need space; perhaps she won’t be able to speak freely in front of me.
And so, despite not wanting to, he stepped out of the room for her sake.
The moment he left, she felt unbearably alone, even though her own family stood before her.
It feels as if I’m standing in a courtroom, she thought, as if I’m in the witness box, about to be questioned.
Fear was obvious on her face.
Her mother stepped closer to her, gently running a hand over her head, and said,
“I really liked that boy. I’m proud of your choice. You chose such a man for yourself that, for a moment, I thought he wasn’t even human; he’s that handsome. May you stay happy.”
Her mother said this with pure excitement and overwhelming joy.
Hearing her mother’s words, tears of happiness welled up in her eyes, and she hugged her mother, who was standing right beside her.
“Thank you, Mama,” she whispered.
“My child, I’m so happy for you. You’ve taken all our worries away,” her mother said warmly. “I truly believe this boy will love you deeply, exactly the way you deserve.”
Her father smiled as he spoke,
“But where did you even find him? How did all this begin? And you didn’t tell me anything either; we used to share everything. I’m a little upset with you.”
Then, her sister suddenly jumped in, firing questions at her all at once,
“Is all of this really true?”
Her sister asked her again, this time seeking confirmation. In her heart, she was still hoping that none of it was true.
“Yes… ” It’s true,” she replied quietly.
Those words struck her sister like an arrow, piercing through her doubts and wounding her deeply.
“What?” Her sister shouted. “How can all of this be possible? How could you find such a perfect man? That’s impossible!”
Her tone was strange, caught somewhere between happiness and jealousy. Perhaps there was also a hidden pain in her heart: they were so alike, yet he had come into her destiny alone.
“Why?” Her sister demanded.
“Are you not happy for me?” She asked her sister.
She knew her sister too well, aware of every vein, every unspoken feeling.
“No… ” It’s not like that,” her sister replied softly. “I am happy for you. It’s just that sometimes, I still can’t believe it.”
“Please don’t take my words the wrong way, I didn’t mean it like that,” her sister said, gently clarifying herself.
“It’s alright,” she replied. “Come here.”
She called her sister toward her. With a faint smile, her sister stepped closer, and she wrapped her arms around her in a tight embrace.
“Everything happened so suddenly,” she whispered. “Otherwise, I would have told you for sure.”
“I know,” her sister said softly. Then, after a brief pause, she asked,
“By the way… does he have a brother?”
She herself didn’t know why she had said that. Perhaps she was simply inspired by him that she had never asked before.
“If he does have one,” she replied with a mischievous smile, “I’ll set him up with you.”
“Done,” her sister said.
Her sister was laughing, yet deep down she couldn’t fully accept the reality that her own sister’s life partner was so perfect that he could become the ideal for the entire world.
She was burning with envy, and as time passed, that jealousy seemed to grow stronger, even if she tried not to let it.
Silence lies everywhere.
The night had grown deep; the roads stood deserted, and darkness ruled in every direction. There was no sound; only a soul-piercing stillness spread across all four corners of the world.
Within that silence, a sound finally emerged: the faint echo of footsteps. Someone was moving forward, heading toward his destination. The quiet was so intense that the sound of his steps carried far, yet he moved stealthily, treading softly as he advanced toward his goal.
He entered the hospital and walked straight toward her room. He glanced around carefully, then continued forward with extreme caution. Slowly, silently, he opened the door of her room and slipped inside, closing the door behind him with deliberate care.
His good fortune was that at that moment, she was alone.
There was no one else with her.
He felt as if he had come here for some purpose. Keeping his punctuality, without wasting any time, he began moving toward her. He was taking his steps very cautiously, as if he didn’t want to wake him. Yet even in such silence, the faint sound of his footsteps reached her ears.
Now he was standing right in front of her, with his outstretched hand. He was wearing a long black coat and a black cap. The black mask hid his face, making his features indistinct. His cap largely hid his eyes.
Tonight the moon was very bright. Its light was falling on one side of the room through the window, illuminating the room so clearly that anyone could see that someone was present.
There were no emotions in his eyes; he was just starting. Unaware of what might happen if her eyes opened, and he got caught, or if someone entered the room, he continued to watch.
Then, suddenly, he took something out of his pocket. It was a bracelet. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary bracelet, but it had his name engraved on it. It was a simple bracelet, neither shining nor remarkable, nothing special that could make it worth giving to someone. Its color was black.
He wanted to place the bracelet under her pillow, so he carefully lifted the side of the pillow slightly to put it in. Just then, she turned over, and it seemed as if his sleep might break.
“Who are you, and what are you doing in my room at this hour?” She asked, her voice trembling with fear. It was so full of terror that if she had turned back or said anything more, it might have caused her heart to stop.
A thousand questions swirled in her mind, but the one that dominated all others was: what was he going to do to her?
In response, he turned back. She lifted her neck slowly to see him completely. As her eyes moved upward, they widened in shock. Perhaps this was a dream, yes, it had to be a dream, and it would shatter at any moment.
During this, she was talking to herself in her heart, trying to calm herself, convincing herself that it had to be a dream.
As her gaze reached his face, she froze. Whoever he was, she could see neither his eyes nor anything else, only a black shadow standing incredibly close in the moonlight.
She was now terrified and wanted to run out of the room. This isn’t a dream; this is reality. What is happening to me, and why is it happening? She repeated herself.
She just needed the courage to reach the door, but at that moment, she was so frightened that she could barely move. Her entire body was trembling, her blood rushing through her veins at an alarming pace. Sweat began to break out over her body.
Gathering her courage, she began to stand, while he continued to watch her silently. He stood there so calmly, as if he knew her every move in advance. Her legs were trembling, as though all the strength had drained them. I can do this. I just must reach the door,” she told herself.
As soon as she thought about this, a little courage returned. Using that courage, she rushed toward the door. At the same moment, he moved too and grabbed her right hand from behind. The instant he held her hand, she screamed, “Help me!”
At once, he realized that he would be caught if she continued. To stop her from screaming, he quickly stepped behind her. With the same hand that held her wrist, he wrapped his arm around her waist from behind, and with his other hand, he covered her mouth so she couldn’t scream.
“Leave me… who are you? I’m telling you, leave me. What do you want?” She begged, pleading as she struggled to free herself.
She desperately struggled, twisting her body from side to side and using all her strength to somehow break free from him. “Please let me go. I’m poor; you’ll gain nothing by killing me. Please…”
The moment her words ended, silence fell. No response came from behind her. That silence frightened her even more.
But he had come fully prepared. He removed his hand from her mouth and took out a cloth from his pocket. The smell of the cloth was so strong that the moment it left his pocket, she felt something strange. What is happening to me? She whispered to herself.
He immediately pressed the cloth on her nose.
“Leave me, what are you doing to me? I’m feeling dizzy… who are you?” She said, and with those words, she slipped into unconsciousness.
Morning has arrived. Today, the hospital scheduled her discharge, and she would finally return home. But what had happened the previous night was something she couldn’t forget.
Deep in thought, she was unaware of who entered her room, who departed, or who was present. Her mind was elsewhere.
Who was he, and why was he after me? Why did he come last night? If he wanted something from me, then why did he let me go?
There were countless questions, and she was searching for their answers. She wanted to tell her sister everything, but she didn’t want her to worry because of her.
Her sister had already entered the room. She read the sadness and deep thoughts on her face at once.
“What are you thinking about?” Her sister asked.
But her thoughts were so deep that she didn’t hear her. Her sister had to come closer, shake her gently, and speak again. “What happened? What are you thinking about it? Is everything okay?”
The moment her sister placed a hand on her shoulder, she flinched in fear.
“Y-yes…” the word escaped her lips involuntarily.
“You scared me,” she said angrily.
“You’ve started getting scared even during the day now?” Her sister teased her.
“This is not a joke. You take everything as a joke,” she replied sharply. Her voice filled with irritation. to
“Sorry,” her sister said.
She made a face and ignored her sister. Even though she didn’t want to, her thoughts kept returning to the same question again and again. What happened after I lost consciousness? There was no one in the room at that time…
As soon as this thought crossed her mind, she asked her sister, “You were in my room the entire night, right? You didn’t go anywhere?”
If I tell her that I went out for a short walk, she’ll get angry, her sister thought.
“Yes, I was here the whole night,” she replied. “Why? Were your eyes open?”
She wondered how she could explain what had happened to her the previous night. How do I tell her what happened to me? She thought.
Then she asked again, “Yes… last night, when I got up to drink water, you weren’t in the room. Maybe I just didn’t see you,” she said in a sarcastic tone.
My sister revealed my lie. Yes, I went out for a walk for a while, just for a short time,” her sister admitted, accepting her mistake.
“Not for a short time,” she snapped. “You came back very late. That’s why,” she stopped herself mid-sentence. She was angry with her sister. Shit, I was about to say everything; she cursed silently.
She noticed her sister staring at her.
“Nothing,” she denied quickly.
“You were about to say something just now,” her sister pressed.
“You have nothing to do. Go and mind your own business,” she said, gesturing for her sister to leave.
“I don’t know what she’s so angry about,” her sister muttered under her breath.
I should change,” she thought, and stepped toward the bathroom.
As she lifted her sleeves to wash her face, her gaze fell on her right hand. The moment she saw it, she screamed.24Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnjNnvxZqpG
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