Even though my footsteps were heavy, I slowly opened the door to the house. Eliz assures me that she won't hurt Maria. Eliz only wants to help me bring Maria to the Mansion if Maria puts up a fight. My legs trembled into the house; suddenly Maria came out shouting, "Anna, have you ... ?" Maria's words stopped when she saw me entering the house.
Maria is stunned to stare at me closely, her eyes perfectly rounded with a worried expression on her face. I held my hand, holding the vibration in my body "Grisella?" Maria said in a trembling voice. I swallowed roughly saliva "Maria, I found you," I said. I try to smile, but I can't do that. the fact that Maria killed Patricia makes me too hurt and disappointed
"Who told you I was here?" asked Maria. Maria's tone still trembled. I took a deep breath "Maria , come with me to the Mansion," I said firmly. Maria shook her head wistfully "I don't want to," said Maria shouting. Maria suddenly cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Nathan's gaze still gave me chills; Nathan's dark aura surrounded the entire forest. His arrival made the battle stop for a moment. "Why do you have to bother attacking me, do you not realize I am a werewolf who is different from you?" said Nathan, grinning. Noah stood behind me with one hand tightly gripping mine, but his eyes were only focused on Nathan."This is too much Nathan, I think you will return to the way you should. Killing humans for your sake like this, aren't you afraid the Moon Godesss will curse you until you can't be reborn." Noah growled in annoyance. Nathan was utterly unfazed by Noah's words. he smiled slyly and even grinned arrogantly."I hate you," I grumbled angrily. Everything that happened to me was inseparable from Nathan's actions. Every day I was living like hell because of Nathan's doing. I lost a lot of things, and my wor
Grisella POV________When I was a teenager, my mind was filled with beautiful dreams. The dreams that I enthusiastically want to achieve. The one thing that I was most afraid of in those days was death. My youthful spirit may have faded now. I am not young, Grisella anymore. Grisella Winston, my name sounds simple. I am 24 this year. The more I grow up, the more thirsty for my world.At first, I was a novelist who produced extraordinary works. I have fans everywhere, I make a lot of money, and it allows me to buy whatever I want. This time if I remember, it still feels beautifulUntil I met this point, my only desire right now is 'suicide'. I have a perfect father and mother. They always support me. But I was already embarrassed to meet them. Why? Can you imagine how a child who is famous for her work suddenly comes home to meet her parents and says that now everyone blasphemes their child with the word
Grisella POVBeautiful night with a full moon. Almost inaudible, vehicles passing by in this house. Different from where I live in the city. Only the nocturnal animals are singing out there. It was as if they were celebrating a clear night.Even though the atmosphere feels good, it can't make my mood useful. I still feel uneasy. My heart is broken, and somehow I feel like I still want to kill myself. I feel like I have no more reason to live.When everyone, my mom, my dad, Margaret, and Maria, was busy chatting, letting go of homesickness. I sat on the balcony chair behind the house. The wind blew the trees in the forest until they were seen dancing.Now and then I think, is this what I need? I admit this place is tranquil. Trust me; the backyard view is different at night. The sunlight seemed unable to shine through the trees this afternoon, but at night the light of the full moon succeeded in making the forest visible. The light can ill
Grisella POV'You're useless, you're not famous, hey, I don't love you, I'm leaving, I'm leaving.'"Hahh," I woke up from my sleep. I had a terrifying nightmare just now. My eyes quickly swept over the surroundings. My bedroom window curtains are wide open; thick cloudy clouds look up there. I took a deep breath and exhaled roughly. The dream still feels real. Even when I sleep, I still feel the wound.The clock showed nine in the morning, the air was cool, but my body was drenched in sweat. It's not fair; I forced myself to fall asleep so that I would forget everything. But why do wounds still greet me even in dreams? Pain. My whole body now feels sore and sore. I have a small bandage on my arm. I'm sure they were injection marks. I stood slowly, even though it felt heavy, I stepped into the mirror."Look at you now, Grisella," I said, staring at the reflection of my face in front of the mirror. My appearance wa
Grisella POVMy eyes opened perfectly, just suddenly. I change my position to sit. My bedroom window curtains were wide open, showing a view of the forest that looked dark outside. My eyes turned to the wall clock. It was already showing one o'clock in the evening.I catch my breath. Somehow I jerked out of my sleep. I forgot to close the curtains on my bedroom window; to be more precise, usually, my mom will close it when I fall asleep. But this time, of course not, considering that only Maria and I are in this house right now."Now, I have to do everything by myself. That is why you have to enjoy your life when you are having a hard time". I got out of bed, intending to close my bedroom window. My hands stopped closing the window curtains when I vaguely saw someone behind a large tree. I tried to see more I clearly "what is human?" I said to myself. I rushed out of my room to the backyard of the house. I'm sure I saw someone leaning ther
Whenever my eyes open when I wake up from my sleep, and when my nasal cavity is still breathing in, I feel tight. I'm more comfortable in my sleep. I felt no pain, sorrow, or disappointment. But when I woke up, I remembered everything again.Everyone told me, 'hey Grisella, you're going to be fine, everything will pass.' Yeah, I know everything will pass, but no one knows how hard it is for me to fight with the time that feels like a long spin. Fighting second by second, day after day that makes me have to swallow harshly every time that disappointment comes"Where is Dennis today? why doesn't he visit" I complained to maria."You miss him now?" Maria smiled mischievously at me,"Don't get me wrong, okay, I'm just bored.""So if there's Dennis, you're not bored?""At least there is Dennis and Hendrik in this house, that's better," I replied"He went to see his mother. Every end of the month, it's always like
Grisella POV"Did you have fun while I was away?" asked Dennis to visit my house. As usual, I sat on the balcony of the backyard. The pine forest that looks cool managed to hypnotize me."Hey," I said, smiling."Where is Maria?" asked Dennis sitting beside me"Make apple juice for me. You've come back from your mother's place? "I asked"How do you know I visited my mother?""Who else. Of course, maria, "I replied."Okay. I also heard from Maria you have fun without me, "Dennis said to me."As expected, but I'm not having fun. To be more precise, I caused trouble. A massive problem for my family and me, "I replied wistfully."So you're a bad girl, huh?" sneered Dennis. Suddenly made me laugh, embarrassed at his words."Hey, you just came?" Maria asked, putting my apple juice on the table"Yeah, I just came," replied Dennis"Oh, I only made two juices. Okay, this is for Grisella and yo
Maria POVI sighed heavily, seeing Grisella, who mostly sits in the backyard now. She was also used to sleeping with her curtains open. The forest has become an exciting sight for her now."These apples are sweet," I said, eating the apple that my mom put on the dining table."Where is she?" my mom asked after washing the dishes."Where else if not the back yard.""Maria, I didn't expect her to meet one of the werewolves in there. Will Grisella be all right?""Mom, Grisella didn't do anything. So what are you worried about? She will be fine. ""She's really curious about the werewolf now.""Hmmm, I didn't expect it to be this fast. I thought the werewolves didn't want to show their form to just anyone. Even though Grisella is still new here. ""I don't want Grisella to get into trouble. she's already suffering enough for the problems she faces." My mom sighed heavily. I got up from my seat and approached