Chapter 68 – Goodbye
Lucia couldn’t move.
Because she read the desperation in Mason’s eyes as he climbed on top of her body as if he wouldn’t allow the slightest movement.
Her sister’s eyes, beneath a thin layer of lust, are fear and urgency. Lucia met Mason’s eyes and she felt dizzy for a moment.
It was confusing.
Clearly, she was looking forward to this moment.
It was her role, her Isabella-given goal, to make the increasingly unstable Mason depend on herself.
The plan progressed steadily, little by little, and although there were some shakes in the middle, the desired result was achieved in the end.
In the place of the girl who had to grow up early, who was strong and independent, there was a woman who had to depend on others to survive, whose independence had collapsed while being noticed by others.
Lucia’s role was all over. After reaching the final chapter of the role Isabella gave her, leaving everything to Isabella after that, she just needs to return to her original state.
Originally?
Lucia couldn’t help but question her own thoughts.
Go back to normal? She goes back to the time when she tried to win Isabella’s love again, and had a war of nerves that was worse than not doing it?
Can she go back then?
The question that Lucia suddenly threw to herself sinks to the bottom of her heart like a heavy anchor.
The day she went to see her Isabella, the image of Isabella coveting her Cianna instead of her is still clearly in her mind.
Isabella’s cold ridicule, which made fun of herself while showing off their love affair, is still scratching her heart as if tearing it apart.
If Isabella gets her hands on Mason now, what will happen to my place?
For when Lucia witnessed her affair with her Ciana and her Isabella, she saw Isabella’s display in her eyes of her maniacal obsession, the display of her own loathsome booty. .
In this twisted relationship, she had no choice but to reconsider her place.
Lucia wasn’t stupid. Rather, she was a person belonging to the special axis, and she was also a person who was good at reading her notice and atmosphere.
That’s why she could see Isabella’s obsession with Cianna more clearly than anyone else around her. It was difficult for her to read Isabella’s thoughts and feelings, but it was rather difficult to ignore the deep desire that was so clearly revealed.
It was a very different feeling from the Isabella she had known.
Isabella was a heartless person.
Lucia and Becky always competed for her affection and attention, but Isabella did not discriminate between them.
Even though Lucia and Becky were dissatisfied with each other, she was the kind of person who neither got closer to anyone nor alienated anyone to the extent that Isabella seemed obsessed with fairness.
She was the kind of person who always longed for affection and gave it that much absolute love, but after taking a barrage of affection from her, she was the kind of person who gave pleasure and sweet whispers as much as she thought was appropriate.
Isabella before Siana was different. To the point where something seemed terribly wrong with her.
The current Isabella was longing for Siana.
She was like a dog that had been left on a leash tied to a pole for days, trying to quench its thirst by sticking its tongue into a bucket of water just a step short of it.
Like a beast trying to satisfy his burning desire, blinded by the noose that tightens his neck the more he tries to quench his thirst.
What is the point of going back to her now that she has lost the elements that made her Isabella like her?
But even so, there was no other way for Lucia.
Because there was no option to get away from Isabella in the first place.
Lucia, who was already too entangled to get out of, knew what Isabella was capable of.
In a rural area far from the big city, the only daughter of a local landowner with great power there.
She has the ability to charm and seize people to the extent that it can be said to be innate, and the coolness without hesitation in deceiving and taking advantage of the opponent.
She was sure that if her prey defied her, she would slit her throat without mercy, as much as she hated to see her grand plans go awry.
But all of this was just a lame excuse.
Her biggest problem is that she too is morbidly obsessed with Isabella.
I filled my broken inside with you, and it was both nourishment and poison and fetters at the same time.
It is natural to be addicted and bound.
I already forgot the way back a long time ago, and I become a blind cattle in front of you.
All I can do is put my head on the false expectation that you won’t leave me, that you’ll love me too when I go back.
It’s just pretending to be stupid and wagging its tail and panting.
Lucia smiled twistedly. She looked very much like her older sister, with a distorted expression looking down at her.
Ah.
Mason, this is how you feel.
It was the moment when I finally understood the desperation and servility in her eyes.
Lucia slowly reached out her hands and caught Mason’s face.
She slowly tugs at her face.
Her two arms, which she had been forcibly holding on to, collapsed, and the iron cage made of human limbs collapsed.
Beneath it, Lucia shares her kiss with Mason. She feels the presence of her mason pressing down on her body.
She feels her sister’s arms squeeze between her bed and herself and forcefully embrace her. I feel her heart beating like crazy against her chest.
She felt a stabbing pain in her chest with every beat of her heart, but Lucia didn’t hurt anymore.
Because now I know the cause of the pain.
Bye.
Lucia whispers her heart into her heart.
Goodbye, my dear sister.
It was a goodbye. It was her camaraderie and family love for her that drew her into a quagmire she could no longer get out of.
We don’t get out of relationships even when we know we’re destroying ourselves.
Because I’ve already gotten used to it, because now that relationship has become the standard for all relationships.
Even though we know each other is wrong, we try to get out of the wrong, because we are madly afraid of the middle process.
I was so afraid of the bone-crunching pain I would go through in the process and the hell I would go through again after failure.
That’s why we put a leash around our necks, put bells on them, go back to the fence, and put our heads in the trough.
Welcome to the ranch of these stupid beasts who can’t live without affection, sister.
Rub her head against her master’s hand, follow her master’s every step and cry in a cute voice.
After all, it is a dog that is loved by its owner, lying down at his feet every day to eat and sleep.
Because we have to be satisfied with the leftovers too. Because I have to rely on the hope that one day the owner might let me into the house too.
That’s all.
That day, in Lucia’s arms, Mason cried more pitifully and weakly than ever.
Sunday morning.
Lucia packs her things and leaves her house. With her bright expression, she tries to see her Mason see her off, and she laughs at her without noticing her.
“I’ll be back, sister. See you next week.”
Leaving behind her impatient Mason standing on her doorstep and wanting to stop her from leaving, Lucia slowly makes her way to Isabella’s mansion.
Weird.
The steps that should be infinitely light are so heavy.
Even as she walked at a slow pace, Isabella’s mansion soon came into view in the distance, passed through her gate, past the fountain, and knocked on the door of her enormous mansion, her old butler with a familiar face coming out. Greet her
“Miss Lucia.”
“… Uncle Germaine.”
She exchanges her formal greetings with him with the machine-like smile she wore countless times at the tailor’s shop, and she moves on to Isabella’s room.
As he enters her room to announce her visit, Lucia just blankly stares into space at her.
Eventually she arrived.
Sooner or later, when I go into that room and start talking about Mason, my role is over.
Soon after, Butler Germaine comes out and informs her of her permission to enter, and Lucia opens her door and enters Isabella’s room.
An all-too-familiar room, all-too-familiar wallpaper and furniture.
And Isabella in it and her booty sitting next to it as if it were natural.
“Long time no see?”
Her master, who opened her mouth, didn’t even give her a glance, and was combing Sianna’s hair.
“You shouldn’t have come here for a useless thing like last time.”
There are thorns in her words. Not even considering her own feelings, she listened to the words like a slingshot without mercy, and Lucia slowly opened her mouth.
“… It’s over.”
At one word of her Lucia, her Isabella’s eyes turn to her for the first time. Her purplish eyes put a different color into her eyes.
“Really?”
Lucia nodded her head slightly at the question she asked in a slightly low voice.
Isabella’s expression took a moment of surprise.
Soon, her eyebrows softened.
Her white teeth showed through the cracks in her lips.
Let’s look at her face that finally spreads a smile.
All of the fears, doubts, and worries you’ve had so far are quickly turned into useless thoughts.
Lucia let out her self-destructive sneer, feeling her heartbeat start beating madly.
Ah.
I must be crazy.
