Chapter 134 – Side Story: Lucia (2)
(2)
“This way.”
Sianna gave her a smile and then started walking in front of her. Lucia felt complicated emotions as she looked at her back.
Sianna looked so fine now.
Of course, I don’t know if it’s right to call a woman wearing clothes made from miscellaneous pieces of cloth her normal appearance, but her expression and not at all nervous attitude made her seem like an ordinary person at first glance.
But Lucia instinctively knew that Sianna had not overcome her problems by now.
Lucia deceived Sianna by pretending to be a Mason, and laughed at her suffering.
At that time, she knew very well how Siana fell, so she had no choice but to silently follow in Siana’s footsteps.
The two of them, walking in silence, faced a huge door. It was a fairly large door. Even Lucia, who often visited her mansion, did not know that a place like this existed.
As if she was used to it, Sianna stretched out her hand, grabbed the doorknob, and opened it.
To evaluate the interior that was revealed when the door was opened, Lucia thought it resembled a village church. A space with regularly placed chairs and a chin at the end that is particularly high, unlike the surrounding area.
If I had to point out a difference, it would be that there are no religious symbols.
However, Lucia’s interest did not linger long on the appearance of her room. Lucia’s brown eyes scan the room and then focus on the back of a woman sitting on a chair.
Black hair.
Just because she is in her gaze, it feels like her field of vision is a long passage containing only her. Her heart sinks, and a chill runs down her spine.
At this point, Lucia felt like she wanted to run away, but her feet felt like they were frozen, and she couldn’t move.
Exciting- Exciting-
Just listening to the sound of my heart pounding with tension.
Swoosh-
She could only stare blankly at Sianna’s back as she passed by her.
Sianna lightly placed her hand on Isabella’s shoulder. Isabella slowly turned her head, and after talking to Sianna about what she was doing, she turned her head and looked at herself.
Purple eyes.
Although it was only a moment, Lucia felt the same emotions as in the past. Beautiful purple eyes. There was a time when she felt happy when her gaze rested on herself.
But now, Lucia’s body trembled under Isabella’s gaze.
Previously, it felt like there was a dark curtain over her eyes, and she didn’t allow access to herself beyond a certain level.
A bright flame was flashing in her eyes now.
What has taken the place of the previous blackout is a madness that does not know where it will go.
It was so clear and transparent that a more anxious look was directed at her than before.
A smile appears on her lips, and at the same time, Isabella’s right-hand lifts and shakes slowly enough to be called lazy.
Light twitching.
That was enough to instantly turn Lucia’s mood into despair.
She found it impossible to refuse it. A conditioned reflex created by years of experience, Lucia took her steps without realizing it.
Her promise to never let Isabella do what she wanted again was meaningless, and before she knew it, she was standing in front of Isabella.
“It’s been a while, Lucia.”
A voice that rings in my ears after a long time.
It was still a soft and gentle voice, but unlike before, there was no sweetness there.
She was enough to put an end to Lucia’s fear that she might feel longing.
“… “Where is my sister?”
Instead of responding to the greeting, Lucia responded with a question. Isabella just burst into laughter at her words.
“Yeah, I don’t think we’re meant to say hello anymore.”
Isabella got up from her seat and approached Lucia, and Lucia had to concentrate all her nerves to stop herself from retreating.
“We’ll talk about your sister later, but let’s talk about something else first.”
“… “What is it?”
“Well, it’s not a bad story for you either. “I’m making a suggestion.”
Isabella remained silent for a moment, then smiled and opened her mouth.
“Come back Lucia.”
A light tone, a suggestion to think about it.
However, Lucia, who knew what the words meant, had to do her best not to vomit in her seat.
The answer Lucia gave after barely holding back the disgust that was churning in her stomach.
“Are you crazy?”
It was the maximum resistance she could throw at the two.
Despite Lucia’s harsh response, Isabella’s expression was still close to a smile. As if she had expected it.
“Are you sure, Lucia? I’m giving you a second chance now. If I come back now, everything will be the same. “I will guarantee it.”
It was in the past.
She was happy at that time. She lives her life hating her older sister for neglecting her as a child, enjoying the feeling of being subordinated to her, doing as she wants, and doing as she is told.
It was false happiness.
“What do you have to be sure of that you would do it?”
“Once upon a time, it must have been what you wanted so much.”
Heat rushes to her face. It was difficult for her to express her complex feelings of shame, anger, and guilt.
“… Not anymore. “I’m sick of you, or anything to do with you.”
She has distorted the things that happen to her by Isabella to understand, learn, and practice.
But still not stupid enough to close her eyes after realizing it was wrong, she made up her mind. She decided that she would never be seduced by Isabella again.
“Is that your decision?”
Isabella continued to speak, still smiling.
“You ran away at the first opportunity, and I extended leniency at the second opportunity, but you just refused. “The third chance won’t be as kind as this one.”
“It’s the third time, it’s stupid, and I’m not interested. “Why are you doing this even though you say you won’t do it?”
When she couldn’t overcome her frustration and frustration, she screamed.
“That…”
Isabella’s smile, which had clouded the end of her words for a moment, disappeared.
“It wasn’t my decision.”
With her insensitive expression, she walked by as soon as she finished speaking, as if she had no interest in her. Lucia was lost in thought as she followed Isabella with her eyes.
Didn’t I decide?
What does that mean-
“Now.”
It was her Sianna’s voice that called her back to reality.
“Shall we move our seats?”
From Sianna’s bright smile, Lucia felt a deep sense of ominousness.
The two left the basement again and climbed the stairs. Among the people she encountered on the way up, Lucia could not meet anyone she knew. The mansion where villagers used to work has now become a place filled only with people from other places.
“This way.”
The place where Siana’s steps stopped was in front of a room located very close to Isabella’s room. Instead of opening her closed door right away, she turned her body halfway, put her finger to her mouth and whispered in a low voice.
“You have to be quiet from now on. “Loud noises frighten patients.”
Patient?
Before she could ask what was happening, Siana opened the door.
Bright light pouring in from the large window filled the empty room.
It was like that. It was a strangely empty room. As if the furniture in this room had been removed intentionally. Common drawers, low mattresses and blankets in rooms without a bed.
And…
“Okay, time to wake up.”
When Sianna was gently shaken awake, she blinked her eyelids slowly and the person who turned over her body was
“… Sister?”
Lucia felt pain as if her heart was being squeezed.
It was a beautiful sight. A scene so beautiful that it can be called a masterpiece, or even a sacred painting. A scene where a saint dressed in pure white robes appears to be caring for a sick woman.
“…”
If it weren’t for Mason, who was looking at Siana with helpless, blurry eyes and lifting his upper body as she asked.
Lucia’s lips trembled. She tries to say something, but then closes and then opens again.
Then, she looks into Mason’s still sleepy eyes.
To my sister.
What did you do?
There was no need for conversation between Lucia and Siana. Sianna smiled brightly.
“How is it? “Isn’t it nice to see you after such a long time?”
Siana carefully offers Mason’s head and heads towards Lucia.
“You made it like this.”
She has brown eyes that look exactly like hers.
There was no thought whatsoever.
All he does is move his hands slowly and fiddle with something small, with blank eyes like a fool.
“Shh.”
Sianna, who had been staring at Lucia the whole time, brought one of her hands to her mouth and smiled.
“Be quiet because making loud noises can cause a seizure.”
Only then did Lucia realize that her silent sobbing had almost turned into a scream, and she brought her trembling and numb hands to her mouth.
Tears flowed from her eyes.
She felt hot, like she was going to burn.
