And her heart had a mind of its own, for when she saw his lips approach her, she slowly closed her eyes. She's dying to taste his lips!

As she felt his lips on hers, she felt like she was floating in the clouds. She liked how slow the kiss was. Just a kiss, but she could hear angels singing all around her. It wasn't her first kiss, but the sensation that enveloped her made her want to exclaim in happiness. Finally! She saw the man to whom she desired to give herself. He held her at the waist while she wrapped her hands around his neck.

They keep kissing as if they are the only people in the world. She started losing her wits when Hudson started to touch her bare back. It feels great! The strong need to own his body was already ablaze within her. She wasn't sure if it was the Bloody Mary she had or his crazy kiss that caused it.

The last thing she knew, she was in the private room with him. She was so obedient to him at the time that she didn't know how they got there. His hand was on her body, freely moving, as he gave her a passionate kiss as if there was no tomorrow. Instead of holding back, she prepared her body for him. She could also feel his erect manhood on her abdomen, It added to the fire in her body.

His lip brushed against her neck. She found the kiss amusing and wanted to giggle. His hand massaged her two breasts as he pressed against her. This is insane! Hudson removed the dress she was wearing off her body, and she could feel the chill sweeping through the room. Hudson's mouth sucked on one of her nipples before she could cover her own breast, which was now exposed.

She groaned and grabbed at his hair! She's gone insane, and whatever happens today will be up to tomorrow. When it laid her down on the bed, the next thing she felt were her undies slipping off her body. He grabbed her hand and pulled it above her head, stopping her from being able to cover herself. The sensation that enveloped her when she felt his finger on her femininity made her want to scream in pleasure.

She uttered "Please" without knowing what she was pleading for. Abhaya gasped when she felt Hudson's lip take the place of the finger that had been playing with her feminity. She wanted to scream with delight!

It's her first time, and she worries that she'll get swept up in the tremendous pleasure he's given her. His finger continued to play her clit while his sinful tongue traveled over her body to devour her. As if she's already high on drugs and will take whatever comes her way. She'll figure out how to pull herself out of this mess tomorrow.

They were moaning each other's names in every corner of that room.Who wouldn't bitch and moan? Only Dr. Hayes could make her scream in pleasure like this. After this, she'll go to church!

When she opened her eyes, Hudson was at her feet, staring at her. She hadn't realized she was naked. In front of her, he is flaunting his v line and eight-pack abs. She is drooling and wishes she had some coffee to drink while watching his abs. But her fantasy doesn't end there, because when her naive eye caught sight of his manhood, she covered her mouth!

She felt scared and anxious. Hudson is big and enormous, and she's not sure how that will work for her, especially because his manhood is so savage. Her mind suddenly flipped, and panic took over!

He grasped both of her legs and dragged them closer to her before she could rapidly leap up and leave that sinful bed. She screamed in surprise!

"Do you fear me, young lady?"

Why is it that everything about him, including his voice, drives her insane? She's captivated once more by his venom. He tightened his grasp on her thighs and parted them. She pressed her face against the bedsheet and closed her eyes. She moaned when his tongue plunged again, having bit her lip so hard in anticipation of what was to come.

"Ooohh!" She's gone insane again.

While one of its hands caressed her breast, he softly ate her femininity. She was enjoying the pleasure his tongue had given her when he suddenly stopped, and a sharp pain swept through her. In so much pain, she screamed. It hurts!

He was taken aback and looked at her for a few seconds. "Damn! I don't interact with virgins."

Hudson backed away from her like she had a contagious illness; it was as though boiling water had been dumped on her. He picked up the clothes, turned around, and dressed himself in front of her. He didn't even give her a glance, as if they were done and she didn't exist to him.

Her heart was racing when he left her alone in that room. She couldn't control her emotions as she started to feel ashamed of herself. Tears stream from her eyes like rain. It was as though reality had just hit her in the face.

Abhaya awoke to the warmth of the sunlight streaming in through the window. She was so tired and drowsy that she forgot to close the curtain last night. Hudson visited her in dreams again. She also cried for two weeks as a result of her previous embarrassment. No woman wants to be humiliated by that, so why is he afraid of virgins?

When she went to the bathroom, she was a little shaken.

She does not intend to run for office right now. She'd just texted a friend that she wasn't feeling well and that she was going to a clinic today for a checkup. She needs a maternity checkup to find out what vitamins to take, what foods to eat, and what fruits to eat for the baby in her womb. She's overjoyed to have a new life in her womb.

Smiling, she adjusted herself in the mirror. She was dressed simply in a white dress. She had a milk and sandwich breakfast before heading to the clinic. Her OB-Gyne prescribed vitamins for her and advised her on what she should and should not eat while pregnant. The doctor also said that her baby was healthy and she smiled.

She went to SM Mall after buying vitamins to get the food and fruit she needed. She was looking for something to purchase when she noticed Vraiellah at the meat station. She was hesitant to approach her, but when Ellah turned around and saw her, she changed her mind. She was the one who walked up to her with a big smile.

Her husband was standing behind her, and she nearly collapsed from embarrassment. Her boss! What will be her justification? She wished to sink into the earth.

"Hey, Abhaya?" Vraiellah speaks to her as if they've been friends for a long time, and she smiles.

She nodded and lowered her gaze. Even though she had been with them at events or parties several times because of Hudson, she was still intimidated by the presence of her boss, Mr. Malcogn.

"Can I first have a girl talk with her, baby? I promise to return home safe." Vraiellah said to her husband. They've finished their shopping. "However, first bring the groceries home, okay? Thank you very much!" Ellah then kissed her husband on the lips.

She was overcome with resentment. She hoped Hudson and she were like that, but they weren't. Hudson dislikes being on display in public.

"All right, bye, you two. When you get home, please call me. And, Ms. Sahada, please look after my wife; she's my entire world."

Mr. Malcogn turned around as she simply nodded. Ellah assisted her in her shopping while they talked. They only met twice, but she felt at ease with her. Maybe Because she's pregnant like her, and she'll admit Ellah is very kind. Unlike her, she wore a lot of masks. But she was sick of wearing any of her masks at this point.

They go straight to a tea shop after shopping.

"You vanished last night."

She cracked a grin. Ellah, the personification of her sister, came to mind. "I'm sorry I couldn't say goodbye to you as well."

Ellah smiled as she paid for the chocolate cake and tea that they had ordered. Her cellphone rang in the bag while they waited for their order. When she picked it up and looked at it, the name Hudson appeared. She stared at it for a long time, wondering if she should answer it, but it died before she could press the accept call button.

"Is that Herrence?" Ellah inquired and grinded.

She gave a nod. "He is, but he dropped the call; perhaps he called just to say hello."

Ellah had been silent for several minutes before responding and staring at her. She extended her hand and squeezed it. "I don't want to get involved, but Abhaya, you can count on me. I'm just here if you need someone to talk to. I don't have any friends, and I'd like you to be one of them."

Their order was arrived.

"Thank you very much. I want you to be my friend as well, Ellah, but I don't deserve to be your friend. You're too good to be true, and I'm a phony."

“Nope! We're friends from now on," she said, laughing.

She, too, laughed. Ellah is nice to her, and she appreciates it.

They both laughed as the two hours of storytelling came to an end. Ellah told her about its love story with Mr. Cuhen Malcogn and how his husband behaved. She was crying as she laughed. She had no idea her boss's wife had such sway over her.

WHEN SHE stepped out of the taxi, Hudson's car waited for her outside her apartment. She didn't notice him because she was preoccupied with something else. Overthink is most likely her master. She was out of breath and nervous. Even though Hudson appeared in front of her apartment on occasion, she couldn't help but tremble at his presence.

She hadn't even approached the gate when Hudson grabbed her arm. Her groceries had fallen to the ground, but her gaze was fixed on Hudson's face. She could tell he was upset.

"You deserve this punishment for leaving me at the party last night." It drew her into the vehicle. She didn't dislike anything. After all, when had she ever been able to dislike him?

Hudson kissed her on the lips sinfully. It ripped her clothes, and she simply stopped complaining. His kiss is painful, and he even bites her. If she complains, she will be warned of danger. She didn't say anything, not even a growl.

He ripped off her bra and tore her undies after ruining her dress. What she sees now is Hudson's other persona, a persona of Him when he is angry. She shuts her eyes. She didn't want to see what he'd do.

"Don't close your eyes, woman." He said it authoritatively, and she only nodded.

It bit her neck and left a mark on her. She bit her lower lip so hard it hurt. Hudson scribbled all over her neck, including her two breasts. The man cinched her two hands with his belt. She simply let him do it until he was finished and then let her go.

Hudson is big, so she isn't prepared when he enters her being, and it hurts. He bites her around the neck. She simply closed her eyes and burst into tears. Hudson has reverted to his former ferocity. He cum several times before feeling the hot liquid inside her womb. She gave a bitter smile.

He silently untied the belt that had bound her hand. He handed her his coat, which she put on, and then he pushed her out of his car, as if disgusted by her presence. After he started the car and adjusted her clothes, she didn't even bother to look at her. He abandoned her like a rag, and tears streamed down her cheeks as she gathered the items she had purchased that were scattered on the road.

"Hold on, baby. Your daddy is a war freak," she tried to cheer herself up despite the fact that the pain was tearing her heart apart.

She simply placed her purchases on the table and went straight to her bedroom to rest. She wasn't tired of talking to Ellah, but she was tired of Hudson. She was tired of crying and tired of being tired, so she decided to put it to sleep, just in case she didn't love the Hudson anymore when she woke up.

She awoke around six o'clock in the evening. While preparing dinner, she turned on her TV in the living room. She needed to eat for the baby in her womb. When her boss's name was mentioned, she paused for a moment.

She smiled as it received an award for being good at business, and Ellah was one of the people behind it receiving the award. When he heard the name Hudson Herrence, she continued to prepare.

When she saw a woman with Hudson on the news, she didn't say anything. As far as she knows, the woman is an actress. Hudson suspected the actress was his girlfriend, and before her heart could feel pain, she turned off the television and focused on what she was doing. She will only be hurt if she continues to watch because she knows it could be true or false.

She was about to drink a glass of milk before going to bed when her office colleague called. Its timing is excellent; it will call when she goes to bed.

"Hello?" she replied, bored.

"I saw him."

She was taken aback. She was speechless, and Abhaya's only option was to be blown away by the wind.

Freia is only aware of the superficial; that she and Hudson are in a relationship - a lustful relationship with no love involved. But what about her? It's been a while. She had no idea how to get out of this set up.

"I saw Dr. Hayes with another lovely woman — no, a lovely actress."

Frea could hear what she was saying despite the noise in the background. She closed her eyes and felt tears well up in her eyes, which she quickly wiped away.

"Nah don't bother anyway. I'm far too beautiful to pursue that dreaded Doctor! I can replace him again tomorrow morning." She pretended to laugh, but tears were already welling up in her eyes. Is it okay for her to be hurt?

Nothing. She closes her eyes and the tears, the pain, flow freely. Frea laughed at her response and quickly said her goodbyes.

She got ready for work early the next day.

She was dressed in a turtleneck dress with pants. She had to go to work because she had a parent to support in the province and she needed to make a living here in Manila. She was not requesting money or anything else from Hudson.

"Our manager informed you that Mr. Malcogn had called you. Oh, what a lunatic! What did you do this time?" Freia immediately opened her mouth for her. Her eyebags were darkening, indicating that she had only been sleeping for a few hours.

She rolled her eyes and went to the office of their company's big boss without saying anything. Mr. Malcogn only shows up once a month. Maybe it was too important to say, and she forgot she was with her boss's wife the day before.

When she entered Mr. Malcogn's large private office, he was facing a large portrait of his wife. She smiled inwardly. Who would believe this man is madly in love with his wife?

"Sir?”

It gave her a look. When he saw her, he gave her a small nod and pointed to the chair in front of her desk. She thanked him and sat down. She had no idea what he required because, after all, she was just another employee.

Mr. Malcogn reached for her files, and she looked at it, surprised, and opened what was in the folder. When she read her promotion, she was taken aback for a moment. Was what she read accurate? She's been promoted to supervisor?! Wait a minute... She only works as an Administrative Assistant. How did she get a job when she was only a year old? Something appears to be wrong...

"What you've read is accurate, Ms. Sahada. I personally promoted you. I saw your track record and dedication to your work, and it inspired me to make you our new supervisor. One more thing: it's in the United States. The company's liabilities are housing and transportation." He said it directly, which added to her confusion.

"Wait, sir, I'm not opposed to the promotion, but America? I mean, there are more qualified—"

"Are you saying you're ineligible?"

“Yes! No way. I mean, Sir..."

"Five of these companies, as well as Ms. Freia, the Marketing Assistant, will be sent to the United States. No need to worry, it's only a matter of time, perhaps two or six months depending on how you deal with the people out there." Mr. Malcogn seemed to think as he rotated the ballpen.

She was unable to respond. Why, instead of being happy, did she feel so depressed? She appeared to be on the verge of crying at any moment. She couldn't figure it out, as if something was wrong.

"I interpret your silence as a yes. Good morning, Ms. Sahada. You may return to your office, please." He opened the laptop, and all of its attention was drawn to it.

She said her goodbyes politely and floated out of his office. She was filled with a variety of emotions. Previously, she desired to be promoted and travel to America; however, why does she not appear to be happy now that her wish has been granted? It was as if half of her heart and life were going to be lost. God!

She had to inform Hudson of this.

Is it, however, truly necessary?

She decided to pay Hudson a visit at his private office at the Hayes Group of Hospitals in Makati City. It had been three days since she last saw him and he had punished her in the car, and no Hudson had appeared at her door. During those three days, she had the opportunity to consider telling him about her situation, their child in her womb, and her quick promotion.

He was wearing a doctor's coat and a stethoscope around his neck, she noticed. Even though he rarely smiles, he is quite attractive. She wouldn't be surprised if he was named one of the world's hottest doctors. Maybe Hudson took everything and caught it when God showered grace on the air.

He's just right for her. Its square jaw exudes grace, as do its thick brows, lashes, and emerald eyes, which intimidate every woman. His perfect pointed nose, which appears to have been sculpted by a great sculptor. his luscious sinful lips, which all women adore. A living representation of a Greek god. It's no surprise that so many people pursued the young doctor. Everything was given to him, including fame, money, and good looks.

Hudson cast a sidelong glance at her before returning his attention to the documents that had been checked. "What brings you here? Have I not told you that I don't want to be disturbed unless I give you permission?" He growled and appeared unconcerned.

She wore her mask as if she wasn't affected, but the pain of what he said was almost unbearable. "Hudson, we need to talk."

"Make it quick. After 20 minutes, I have a meeting." He glanced at his watch before returning his attention to the documents he was reading.

She was about to say something when his secretary walked in. Another secretary, based on what she saw the last time, and this time, his secretary wore much more revealing clothing. Its cleavage was so obvious that it almost spit out her breast, and the skirt was too short. Abhaya simply ignored it, but she was taken aback when it whispered to Hudson while caressing his shoulder.

Directly in front of her?! Wow!

She pretended not to notice what his secretary had done. After all, she's just Hudson's fucking pal. Even though she wanted to explode and hit the secretary with a pipe, she kept herself calm.

"Didn't you say you'd bring me to your yacht today?"

What?

Abhaya could hear her words even though they were spoken in hushed tones. She tried to relax by remembering the child in her womb. She didn't want to be upset.

"Yes, baby, give me a minute to finish this and I'll take you there." Hudson gave the woman a kiss on the lips.

Her face turned bright red as a result of what she witnessed. There's a sting in her heart, as if the tears she's been holding back will burst at any moment. She managed a loud sigh, they looked at her, and the woman rolled her eyes at her. The secretary was not even embarrassed by her presence, despite the fact that she was more beautiful than her.

"Give me a few minutes to talk to her." Hudson said this while giving his final kiss.

The woman exited with a graceful nod. If she hadn't just used an overly intimidating aura and mentioned Mr. Malcogn's name, his secretary wouldn't have let her in earlier.

Ah, a meeting! She wanted to sarcastically laugh.

"How can you be so cold-hearted?" She began. Her voice was devoid of emotion, but she was dying from pain on the inside. She was still standing about two meters in front of him.

Hudson refused to budge and continued to read the documents on the table. “Why? Are you shocked? You know what you've gotten yourself into, Abhaya."

She bit her lower lip so hard it hurt. "Anyway, let's jump to my—" she wanted to cry but stopped herself.

"Yes, what exactly is it? Promotion?" he cut him off and looked at her, clearly bored by her presence. Yes, I heard you got promoted. "Are you not happy"

She couldn't say anything because she was staring at him. So, how come she forgot Hudson and her boss were business partners? She took a deep breath and found herself unable to speak for a few seconds. She has something else to say besides the promotion... And the child in her womb has a right to know who its father is.

"I'm pregnant for two and a half months." She said it directly and dropped the test and prescription from her OB-Gyne at his table.

She couldn't tell what Hudson was thinking. He just stared at her, emotionless. He came to a halt for a moment and didn't even look at the test results that she had placed on the expensive glass table.

"I allowed you to use birth control pills to avoid pregnancy." "How is this possible?"

True, he allowed her to use pills, but when they were on his yacht for three days before, she forgot to take the pills. She stopped taking pills after that because Hudson was in London the next day and would be gone for three weeks.

"I stopped using it," she replied fearlessly, but the pain nearly killed her.

Hudson twisted his upper lip as he took the test result. "What exactly do you want?" And look at her like she's a harlot.

Abhaya stared at him intently, as if Hudson was probing into her personality. She bit her lower lip and faked a laugh in response to what he said. She didn't come here to be held accountable; she simply wanted him to be aware of her situation.

“Nothing. I've just come to tell you that I'm pregnant—" He didn't let her finish because he interrupted her.

"How much do you want from me in terms of money? Ten million? 50 million people? Slut, you name it. I know I'm not the father of that child," he said angrily to her.

"I'm not here to—"

"Oh, please! Abhaya, sever the fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking Set your own price. How much do you cost?"

It was as if a bomb had gone off, and she was unable to speak. The old mask she was wearing vanished in an instant. She was like a candle that was slowly being consumed, and her pain was visible on her face. At the same time, the tears she had been holding back began to fall in torrents, like rain. She didn't say anything, and before she could slap the man she loved with all her heart, she turned around and ran to the door.

Yes, she dashed to the elevator, tears in her eyes. Her heart was breaking, and she felt as if it had been abandoned in the man's office. She wasn't expecting what Hudson said. In agony, the earth nearly swallowed him. It's fine not to hold her accountable; she just went to tell him she's pregnant, not to make it appear as if he could afford to pay her a lot of money and tell her she's a flirt and she's not carrying his child. Really?!

This is how low he regards her personality, as if she had been carved by disease. Hudson has been the only man she has truly loved her entire life, but fate was not on her side. Love is now playing tricks on her; karma is truly digital, but why is it so painful? It hurts too much when fate plays tricks on you.

"Miss, are you all right?"

She did not respond to the questions she was asked in the ground-floor hallway after exiting the elevator. She simply ran and ran to get out of there. She smears the tears that fall from her eyes, but they continue to fall like rain.

She had no idea where she was going; she simply let her foot lead her. She just kept running, and she wanted to thank the weather for the sudden downpour.

But a strong brakes stirred her spirit and brought her to a halt. Only then did she realize she was in the middle of the road and her body was being thrown away. She felt as if she had gone numb as a result of the strong collision. A few grains of sand slipped from her eyes, along with the agonizing pain in her womb. She couldn't feel anything for a few moments, everything in her went black, and she couldn't hear anything around her.

THE four white corners of the room were the first thing that Abhaya noticed. She stood there for a long time, staring at the ceiling, wondering what had happened to her. Yes, she remembered... she was hit by a car, and then there was a long period of darkness.

She looked at her own hand, which had dextrose stuck in it and one arm that couldn't move. Then it dawned on her that she had broken a bone as a result of the plaster cast that had been applied. She wanted to feel her own stomach, but she couldn't because when she looked to the right side of the room, she saw the man who had caused everything to go wrong. She rolled her eyes and returned her gaze to the ceiling. She immediately felt tears well up in her eyes, no matter how hard she tried to keep them from falling. She could hear him approaching her slowly. He was wearing a white Doctor's coat in her peripheral vision.

"You've been sleeping in this bed for two weeks. I'm glad you decided to wake up," he said flatly, before checking her vital signs.

She didn't respond and pretended not to hear, but she frowned when she realized what Hudson had said.

What exactly is she? Two weeks of sleep? How long did she sleep... What happened during her unconsciousness for a week? Wait... No... No…

"How is my baby" It was almost a whisper when it came out of her mouth, because she was still very weak.

She wanted to yell at him, but she couldn't because she was still weak. While she waited for an answer, her tears began to fall.

"It's gone"

Two words, but they hit her like a bomb. No! No... No... he's just joking. Her baby had no reason to fall out of her womb. No, she was becoming hysterical. Her eyes were welling up with tears at all times. She is unable to accept it! No!

"P-please, aren't you just lying?" She pleaded as her tears streamed uncontrollably.

God! It hurts! Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please She knew Hudson couldn't accept her pregnancy and that she could live on her own without his assistance. Hudson had no reason to tell her that the life that had once existed in her womb had died. He's deceiving her! Hudson has no right to say such a thing.

"The baby is gone, Abhaya."

Despite her weakness, she stood up and quickly felt her stomach with one hand with dextrose hanging on it. Hudson quickly stopped her, but she refused to take his hand in hers. He has no right to touch or sympathize with her.

She clenched her fist and screamed in agony, but no voice came out of her throat. She couldn't raise her voice, despite her desire to yell and drive Hudson away. He's a true demon! She lost her baby as a result of an accident, and no one can blame her except the man in front of her.

"Stop crying, it's all happened," he said matter-of-factly.

If she had the strength now, she would have slapped Hudson and punched him in the face. How could it tell her everything so succinctly that the life she was living in her womb seemed meaningless? How? Was it enjoyable because she was obtained by chance? She now believes Hudson lacks a heart because he is a demon from the farthest reaches of shell.

"Get the hell out. Get out!" she yelled out loud when she could finally hear her own voice, her tears still falling.

He looked at her and considered what she had said.

"I despise you, Hudson! Please leave. I never want to see your face again. Leave... Leave! " Her entire body trembled in pain and rage.

She was in tears. She will never fall in love with the wrong person again. Her baby's death is much more painful, and it is killing her. Her baby has a firm grip on her. Hudson is entirely to blame!

Throughout her life, she did not appear to be wealthy. Yes, she came from a poor family, but that was no reason to buy her money. Because she could never be bought with money for her dignity and character. She simply got caught up in something complicated, and in the end, she was the loser. She's a moron! She now believes that her stupidity is what has caused her pain.

Instead of Hudson following her request and leaving her in that lonely room, a needle pierced her arm, and before she knew what had been injected into her, she felt the weight of her eyelid and strong forces pulling her to sleep.

"I... I hate y-you..." she said softly, and she felt his strong arm catch her.

WHEN she opened her eyes again and stared straight at the ceiling, she felt nothing but emptiness. She was alone in that white room when she noticed a flower basket on one side. She gave a bitter smile as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Abhaya!" Vraiellah rushed up to her and hugged her as she walked in. "Cuhen and Herrence mentioned you, so I rushed here."

She cried, especially in front of the woman, and responded with a hug, crying and crying. She has nothing to cling to, and she is grateful that a new friend in the person of Ellah has visited her so that she no longer needs to wear a mask to hide the pain she is experiencing. She was too tired to act.

She also cried for nearly an hour on Ellah's shoulder while she stroked her hair. She simply stopped crying when she felt she had nothing else to cry about and was exhausted. Ellah sympathetically extended her hand as she leaned back on the bed.

"Abhaya," he begins.

"I... Lost m-my baby..."

"Please,' don't bring it up first. It'll be more painful with you," Ellah predicted.

She gave a bitter smile. Since she entered Hudson's life, when has her life been good? "Ellah, it's fine that he won't hold me accountable, but... But..." her tears flowed once more. She assumed her tear ducks were already dry.

Ellah quickly wiped her tears away and comforted her. Ellah's presence reminded her of a sister, which made her cry even harder. But she couldn't accept that there was no longer any, that the angel she had named had vanished, even though she didn't know whether it was boy or a girl. She wasn't even allowed to kiss it.

Her mind is awake, and she is not sleepy. She could tell it was night because of the clock on the wall. It is 11:14 p.m. Ellah, who had been caring for her, had already left, so she gave her milk and peeled an apple to fill her stomach with something.

But she's deafeningly deafeningly deafening She gave a wry smile and stood up. It's a good thing Hudson didn't show up that day because she despised him. This is why she had to give up everything. Everything! Hudson broke not only her heart, but also her life.

She examined her hand with an IV, and despite the fact that her left hand was plaster cast, she forced herself to remove the object that was stuck in her right hand. She also took out the oxygen tube that was attached to her nose. She gets rid of everything that is clinging to her.

She was only aware of pain. She smiled bitterly, enjoying the numbness she felt. She tried to stand up by lowering her foot to the cold marble. She began by weighing herself if she could, and then she began to move. There's no reason to stay in this hospital for too long. She wants to get out of this crazy room because she can't stay in this lonely room any longer.

No one noticed her as she walked down the cold corridor. Her foot went directly to the elevator, but instead of going to the ground floor, she went to the rooftop. She just wanted to feel the breeze and yell so loudly that no one could hear her. She ignored the blood dripping from her hand from the IV she had just pulled.

Abhaya was greeted by a strong and cold wind, but she couldn't feel the cold because she was completely numb. She couldn't feel the air, but she could feel the extreme pain in the depths of her heart, and tears fell, indicating how much she is hurting right now. When she looked up, she noticed that the bright moon was now staring at her.

“Why? Why did you allow all of this to happen to'me'? What are your justifications? W-why?"

"Don't ask the moon; it never answers."

She came to a halt in her sobbing and turned to face the source of the voice. She noticed a man standing on the side of the road in her hazy vision. It will fall from its lofty perch with just one wrong step.

"Are you going to jump?" she asked, her voice trembling. She didn't want to be present when someone committed suicide right in front of her eyes.

It just shrugged. "No," he said flatly, not even looking her in the eyes.

She wiped away her tears. "What is the point of standing there? If you make one wrong move, you will die."

"It's just like life; one wrong step and everything is ruined. Don't worry, I'm just admiring the scenery," he admitted openly. "Every day, life fucked us, but the secret is to learn to fuck back or you'll get fucked up."

She was unable to respond to anything he said, so she simply stared at him.

"Try coming here and seeing the beautiful scenery, you will see all of the beautiful surroundings. However, if you're at the bottom and try to look around, you'll run into a stumbling block. The beauty is visible, but not the entire picture." It paused and mumbled for a moment. "You've lost a child; make one. Fate was messing with you, you should figure out how to deal with it. Finally, muster the courage to fight back. It is okay to cry, but it is not okay to give up. That's the answer you were hoping for earlier."

Tears welled up in her eyes as he said those words. He was right, and she had no idea who he was. She averted her gaze, embarrassed for herself, because everything it said struck a chord in her soul. It was a wake-up call for her, but why can't she accept what happened, or does she simply refuse to accept?

She took a step back to her starting point. "T-thank you," she said, but her heart was still pounding. How could she hurt Hudson when he was a demon disguised as a human?

"My family was ambushed, and I was the only survivor."

In response to the man's sad voice, she came to a halt and closed her eyes. It hurt even more, but she said nothing; she simply let it speak for itself.

"I finally killed those cretinous terrorists who murdered my family a long time ago."

"What do you mean?" she inquired, her gaze fixed on it. She realized he had to say something to her.

"Do you want to fight back, forget everything, and get away from reality?" He took a step back and faced her, his hands clasped in his black pants. It wasn't until now that she noticed it was dressed inside with a white shirt overlaid with a leather jacket. Despite the fact that he was a stranger, she was unafraid of him. "Take my hand in yours." It reached out its hand. "And I'll help you."

She saw hope in that is waiting for her when she looked at his hand. Because of the pain she was feeling, she approached it slowly and without hesitation, reaching for its open palm. She was unconcerned about what happened the next day or the day after that.