The Prisoner of the Devils'

Grudges

Terrible events a few months ago still continue to overshadow Skylar's mind. An event that changed everything. A creepy event that took away the gentle side of the man, so not a little left. Skylar really couldn't forget when he first learned everything.

As he heard a confession that glided smoothly from the lips of a girl he loved dearly. A confession that made his body stiffen instantly with both palms clenched perfectly. Gabriella, her beloved sister, said she was pregnant and had been walking for two months. That made Skylar angry. The man had even nearly floated his big palm at her if only Andreas had not swiftly restrained himself back then.

During this time, Skylar always judged Gabriella as a shady adult girl. The girl never told me anything about her closeness with another man. So, how could Gabriella do such a taboo and crazy thing?

Until two months passed after hearing this, bad news came back to his beloved sister. Gabriella has a mental health disorder due to her life problems that feel increasingly complicated. The man really did not know, what kind of destiny was so fiercely toying with Gabriella's life.

The demon inside Skylar's body immediately rose and threw a fire of anger into him. Burning out his conscience, so that the cruelty was unleashed so quickly and gave birth to a monster who was very different from his original attitude. Especially when he found out that the man who had managed to turn off the rays of happiness in Gabriella's eyes was a completely irresponsible man.

To investigate the jerk that had already hurt his beloved sister really didn't take long.

He received information that Arlan was the one who made Gabriella suffer like that. Skylar also hears that Gabriella has repeatedly come to the man's residence, holding him accountable, but nil. The poor girl didn't get anything she wanted from Arlan.

The desire to kill Arlan was really getting more and more entrenched. His mind shouted out a protest to immediately take action to finish him off. However, two days after her death, Gabriella, who was suffering from a mental illness, no longer thought long enough to do something really silly. The girl later dropped herself from the second floor of her residence, which injured her spine and triggered her inability to walk normally, as well as a fetus that was unable to survive the impact of a hard impact on her uterus, which then ultimately forced Skylar to decide to change the whole thing. Letting the other side take control of his soul. Making himself a man who no longer knows love and forgiveness. Turn Gabriella into another girl. For him, Gabriella is a name that has a very bad impact, inviting misfortune in the life of the girl.

Her sister is no longer Gabriella, but an angel. The angel he loved so much. The angel who always showed a cheerful smile to himself.

Angel ... Angela, her beloved sister.

From then on, Skylar began to act. Hiding Gabriella's whereabouts then avenges Arlan through the girl, Starla, who is also the favorite sister of the jerk. Proving to Arlan that he can do even less than what he did to Gabriella. Forcing the man to witness Starla's suffering in the dark grip of her vengeance.

"Mrs. Skylar?"

Andreas' heavy voice now tried to strip off all the painful flashes and made Skylar turn from the front of the large window in her room.

"What's up?”

"The doctor has come, sir."

****

"How is he doing? Is this the effect of the violent impact after the accident a few weeks ago, Doctor?"

The doctor shook his head. "It's not because of the impact on the head, he's hard to recover completely. Everything's fine" the doctor told Skylar. "The first three months of using contraception do sometimes cause excessive nausea."

"So it's not because of the impact of the collision, or because of pregnancy?"

Skylar certainly had to make things clear, so he knew what next step to take to torture Starla.

"It's not because of that, sir. It's because of contraception."

Starla unceasingly breathed a sigh of relief, though her heart pitted bitterly upon hearing the explanation. The woman got up in a sitting position and rested her back on the headboard. His eyes bowed, looking at my queen's belly wrapped in a white blanket with two interlocking hands up there.

He took a deep breath and made his mind wander. His eyes warmed up as he recalled Skylar's threatening words and the dark look on his face.

How could Skylar chant those creepy words? Is that how much Skylar hated himself? Would the man kill the baby if the fetus really existed? Even though it was his own flesh blood?

Her tears were flowing slowly through her cheeks. The woman was crying without a beat. Really, his heart was so grievous, it was so sad to accept all this reality. His life scenario was too heavy and painful.

I do not know how long the woman was silent with a blank look until she did not realize the doctor had begged to come out. Leaving them both in Starla's room. Creating an atmosphere of silence that feels gripping in the spacious room.

Without shifting a bit from where he was standing, Skylar observed Starla's pained face that seemed to be thinking of something. His gaze was completely unmoved, especially when he saw a drop of pain tracing the cheeks and wetting the woman's lips. It looks so pathetic. But he tries not to care. The man approached, grabbing the soft chin that had been soaked by the tears, forcing Starla to return her gaze. No clutches, no roughness for this time.

For some reason at that very moment, he felt his heart as drawn by a sharp dagger when his sharp gaze met the shady and puffy bead. It was clearly implied the deep pain and heartache in the woman's gaze. He knew full well that Starla was holding her back at the moment. The woman's irregular hot breath hit her very close face.

He stared at the pitiful face for a long time, letting his body bend over Starla's face, before finally moving his thumb, wiping the tears with a very calm movement. Sweeping softly the pangs that soaked Starla's pale lips, like a husband who did not want to see his wife take out the liquid again, without taking away his stern expression.

After feeling enough, the man pulled away then stepped out without a word.

"Why do you hate me so much?"