Chapter One
As night fell, the cold moon hung high in the sky. The bright moonlight fell on the ancient castle on the edge of the city, casting a mysterious silver veil around it. Emily stood on the balcony, looking at the forest in the distance, and felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart. Since moving to this castle, her life has become bizarre and mysterious. The cold wind in October swept across her bare shoulders, bringing a shudder. Emily subconsciously wrapped her woolen shawl tightly around her, but she couldn't feel any warmth. This castle seems to be always cold, just like its mysterious owner Lucas Black, exuding an inaccessible atmosphere. "Miss Emily," suddenly, a low voice sounded behind her, "You'll catch a cold if you're still outside so late." She turned around and saw Lucas standing at the balcony door. The moonlight outlined his tall figure. He was wearing a dark silk shirt, and the collar vaguely revealed his strong chest. The amber eyes flickered strangely in the darkness, as if they could see through her soul. "Mr. Black," Emily whispered, trying to hide the trembling in her voice, "I'm just admiring the moonlight." Lucas took a step forward, but suddenly stopped. Emily noticed that his body stiffened instantly, and his nostrils fluttered slightly, as if he was sniffing something. His expression became solemn, and a glimmer of wildness flashed in his eyes, but was quickly suppressed. "Please go in," his voice was hoarser than usual, "It's not safe here." Just then, a cold night breeze swept across the balcony, bringing a faint smell of rust. Emily saw that Lucas's fingers were almost pinched into the stone railing, and his knuckles were white. She couldn't help but take a step back, her heartbeat accelerated. "I thought this castle was the safest place," she whispered, "after all, you are here." Lucas let out an almost inaudible growl, "Some danger, Miss Emily, is much closer than you think." His eyes looked unusually sharp in the moonlight, "especially on a full moon night." Suddenly, a wolf howl came from the distant forest, shrill and long. Emily was surprised to find that Lucas' pupils shrank in an instant and turned into vertical pupils like a beast, but the fleeting change made her wonder if it was just an illusion caused by the moonlight. Just then, a cold breath passed by her from behind, accompanied by a chuckle. Emily turned around and saw only a dark shadow flashing in the corner of the balcony. When she looked back again, Lucas had come to her side, with a hand gently on her shoulder. "I'll take you back to your room," he said, with an unquestionable commanding tone in his voice. Emily noticed that his palms were surprisingly hot, in sharp contrast to the chill of the castle. Walking in the dark corridor of the castle, Emily could feel Lucas' presence, he walked behind her like a silent guardian. Moonlight poured in through the Gothic stained glass windows, casting mottled shadows on the floor. "Good night, Miss Emily," Lucas whispered in front of her door, "Remember, no matter what sound you hear, don't leave the room tonight." "Why?" Emily asked subconsciously. Lucas was silent for a moment, his eyes looked deep and dangerous in the moonlight, "Because the moonlight tonight is too beautiful, it will always wake up something that shouldn't wake up." When the door closed behind her, Emily leaned against the door, her heartbeat still alarmingly fast. She could hear Lucas's footsteps gradually fading away, but she seemed to hear the sound of wings flapping outside the window. She walked to the window and looked out through the glass. In the moonlit courtyard, she saw a figure standing by the fountain. The man looked up at her window, and the moonlight illuminated his pale marble face - it was Draco, with a mysterious smile on his lips and a dangerous light in his eyes. When Emily blinked, his figure had disappeared, as if he had never appeared. Emily lay trembling on the bed, listening to the wolf howling outside the window. She knew that she had fallen into a world full of dangers, and this was just the beginning. On this moonlit night, her fate was closely linked to two mysterious and dangerous beings, and there was no turning back.
Chapter Two
In the dead of night, Emily lay in bed, the faces of Lucas and Draco appeared in her mind. She could not resist the deep attraction, but she also knew that she was caught in a dangerous vortex. She knew that the confrontation between the two men was a life-and-death hostility, and she was just a pawn in their war. A corner of her heart reminded her to escape, but the deeper desire pulled her to stay in this mysterious castle, looking forward to the unknown encounter. Just as she was about to fall asleep, a slight knock on the window interrupted the silence. Emily opened her eyes, and the moonlight poured into the room through the curtains, making the corners of the room particularly dark. She sat up subconsciously, trembling slightly and walked to the window. When she opened the curtains, a figure was standing in front of her, cold and elegant. It was Draco. "Sorry, I scared you, Emily." His low voice was frivolous and indifferent, as if every word revealed his unfathomable darkness. His eyes were like two flames in the abyss, locking onto her with an irresistible force. "How... are you here?" Emily's heartbeat quickened, and her hands unconsciously clenched a corner of the curtain. She knew she should be scared at this moment, but Draco's unique charm made it hard for her to resist. Draco did not answer her question, but slowly approached, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "You know why I'm here, Emily. You've never really been afraid of me, right?" The moment he approached, she smelled the cold breath on him, as if it came from the night a thousand years ago. Her breathing gradually became rapid, but she did not retreat, but was locked by his eyes, as if her soul was also attracted to him. "Draco... we can't do this." Her voice was weak, but she did not retreat at all, as if even she herself was struggling with contradictions. "You don't belong here at all, Emily. Staying here will only put you in deeper danger." Draco gently lifted her chin, with a smile on the corner of his cold mouth, that smile was both gentle and dangerous, "But if you want to know the real darkness, then come. I will take you to see everything." At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Lucas' figure appeared at the door like a shadow. His face was gloomy, and his eyes were burning with anger. It was his possessiveness and anger that he could not hide. He walked towards Draco step by step, his hands clenched, his muscles tensed, as if he was going to pounce on and tear the enemy in front of him in the next second. "Draco, let her go." Lucas' voice was low and threatening, like an enraged beast. It was the first time Emily saw him so out of control, his eyes were like a ball of unextinguishable fire, revealing uncontrollable anger and possessiveness. Draco smiled slightly, released Emily's chin, and looked at Lucas provocatively. "Don't you understand yet? She doesn't belong to you. The savagery of the wolf tribe is nothing but a bondage to her, and I can give her true freedom." "The 'freedom' you mentioned will only make her fall into darkness. You don't understand what true protection is." Lucas sneered, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. He slowly stepped forward, blocked Emily, and protected her behind him. That was his attitude as the wolf king, firm and unshakable. Emily was sandwiched between the two, feeling her heartbeat speed up, as if breathing became difficult. These two completely different forces intertwined and collided in front of her, making it impossible for her to decide which side to choose. Draco raised the corners of his mouth and slowly took a step back, his eyes still on Emily. "Emily, one day you will find that he can't satisfy the desire in your heart. And I am your true home." As soon as the voice fell, Draco's figure disappeared into the night, as if he had never appeared. Lucas looked at the empty room, his fists gradually loosened, but the anger and worry in his eyes remained. He turned around and looked at Emily softly, but his eyes still flashed with contradictions and forbearance. "Are you okay?" He asked in a low voice, with a trace of undisguised concern in his voice. Emily nodded, but her heart was in turmoil and it was difficult to calm down. She knew that she had fallen too deep. She could not let go of these two men easily, nor could she easily resist them. A complex emotion surged in her heart, which was a dangerous and fatal attraction. "Lucas, I..." She wanted to say something, but lost her words when she met his eyes. "Don't get close to him." Lucas' voice was low, with a hint of pleading and warning, "I know you feel confused, but Draco is not what you think. He will only drag you into the darkness, and I won't let him hurt you." Emily just looked at him silently, and a touch of uncertainty gradually rose in her heart. She knew that this was not just a war, but a contest of feelings and desires. In this dangerous triangle relationship, she has gone too far and can never turn back.
Chapter Three
Emily stayed awake all night. The wind outside the window blew through the woods, making a low moan, as if the whole castle was whispering in her ear. She curled up in bed, recalling Draco's cold smile and Lucas's deep eyes. Two completely different attractions stirred in her heart, making her lost on the edge of danger and desire. When the sky was slightly bright, she made a decision. She had to figure out what she wanted, the wildness and protection of the wolf tribe, or the mystery and temptation of the vampire. She got up and walked out of the room, walked through the deserted corridor, and came to the door of Lucas's study. The door of the study was slightly open, and a whisper came from inside. Emily stood outside the door and pricked up her ears to listen. "She is innocent, Lucas." A low and gentle female voice came from Lucas's sister, Leila. Emily had heard rumors about her. Leila was the wisest prophet in the wolf tribe and could always see fragments of the future. "I know, Leila." Lucas' voice was hoarse, as if he had struggled all night, "but I can't control myself, I can't suppress my desire for her. I'm afraid that if she stays with me, she will only be swallowed by my darkness." Emily's heart trembled, and she raised her hand to push open the door. "Lucas." Her voice was abrupt and firm in the silent room. The two turned around and saw her standing at the door with a hint of determination in her eyes. She walked slowly towards Lucas, looked up at him, with a hint of determination and inquiry in her eyes. "I know you protect me, but I'm not a fragile child." Her voice was calm and firm, "I need to know the truth. Why are you always so hesitant? And why is Draco so persistent in approaching me?" Lucas' expression froze for a moment, his eyes wandering on her face, as if he was weighing whether to tell her everything. Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. "Emily, the fate of our werewolves is usually determined at birth. The wolf tribe has a unique ability to perceive its partner. When we find that person, we will feel an attraction that cannot be ignored... and you are my destined partner." Lucas spoke in a low voice, with pain and desire flashing in his eyes. Emily's heartbeat accelerated, and thousands of emotions surged in her mind, both shocked and confused. She never thought that she would become his destined partner, and his possessiveness and protectiveness of her turned out to come from this ancient bond. She asked softly: "What about Draco? Why is he so obsessed with me?" Lucas's eyes became more gloomy, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. "Draco's tribe never believed in fate. They prefer to dominate their own future. And he believes that as long as he possesses you, he can destroy me and the traditional beliefs of the wolf tribe. So, he is not sincere to you, but to weaken my power." Emily's heart suddenly tightened, and a hint of anger and loss surged in her eyes. However, she also felt a little unwilling, as if she was just a tool in this struggle, being fought over and torn by the two, and she had no right to control herself. "So, Lucas, are you sincere? Is it just fate for me?" There was a hint of disappointment in her voice, and her eyes became cold. Lucas was stunned, as if he was hurt by her question. He was silent for a moment before speaking: "Emily, I can't deny the existence of fate, but I can't ignore my feelings for you." He gently held her hand, his eyes full of affection and desire, "Whether it is fate or something else, I am willing to give up everything for you." Just then, a slight sound came from outside the window. Emily turned back suddenly and saw a pair of dark red eyes flashing outside the window, like a flame in the dark, and the familiar cold breath startled her heart. It was Draco. He stood outside the window, sneering at them, as if everything was under his control. He knocked on the window lightly, his voice cold and full of provocation: "I don't think it's possible to talk about 'betraying' everything here, Lucas. You can't protect her because she will eventually come to me." Lucas' eyes immediately became cold and dangerous. He stood in front of Emily, glared at Draco outside the window, and growled in a low voice: "Stay away from her, Draco. You can't force her to choose darkness." Draco smiled slightly, his eyes full of evil confidence. He raised his eyebrows at Emily, as if everything was under his control. "Dear Emily, you will find that the bright world cannot satisfy your desire. And darkness - is your destination." After he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared into the night. The room returned to silence, but the air was filled with tension and uneasiness. Emily looked at the empty darkness outside the window, feeling both fear and desire in her heart. She could no longer deny Draco's attraction to her, and the danger and mystery made her heart beat faster. Lucas noticed her hesitation, and a trace of pain and uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He gently held her hand and whispered, "Emily, don't get close to him. His darkness will devour you and make you lost in the endless night." She didn't respond, but just looked at him silently, her heart full of complicated emotions. She knew that she could no longer simply withdraw from the two of them. Her fate had been drawn into an uncontrollable vortex, and the only thing she could do was to follow her heart and touch the unknown darkness.
Chapter Four
As autumn deepened, the forest surrounding the castle donned a cloak of gold and crimson. Yet Emily felt none of the season's warmth. Since that night's revelation, her mind had been in constant turmoil, with Lucas's truth and Draco's temptation intertwining like two serpents in her thoughts, leaving her breathless. That evening, Emily found herself alone in the castle's library, searching through ancient tomes for any mention of werewolves and vampires. As she focused on a yellowed manuscript, the air suddenly turned cold. Looking up, she found Draco standing across from her, his appearance as silent as shadow. "Seeking truth, my dear Emily?" Draco leaned elegantly against the bookshelf, wearing a deep purple silk shirt that made his skin appear even paler. "But you know, written accounts are often one-sided." Emily instinctively stepped back. "Why do you always appear like this? It's unsettling." Draco chuckled softly, moving toward her with fluid grace. "Because I enjoy seeing you startled. It makes you even more enticing." His fingers traced her cheek, the cold touch making her shiver. "Lucas told you I'm merely using you, but did he mention that his fate is actually a chain binding him?" Emily froze. "What do you mean?" "The werewolves' so-called destined mates are nothing but constraints in their bloodline," Draco's voice carried a hypnotic power. "They're forced to love someone, forced to protect them. Isn't that tragic? While I..." his gaze deepened, "I choose you because I'm truly drawn to you." A low growl suddenly echoed from the doorway. Lucas stood there, his eyes now golden, filled with rage. "Step away from her, Draco!" His voice carried an unmistakable threat. Instead of retreating, Draco pulled Emily closer. "Why so angry, Lucas? Is it because I spoke the truth, or because you fear she might choose me?" The tension in the air grew thick enough to cut. Emily could feel the energy between the two men threatening to tear the room apart. Lucas's body trembled as he fought to control the beast within. "Enough!" Emily suddenly shouted, "What am I to both of you? Some trophy to be won?" Her voice carried both anger and hurt. Both men froze. Pain flashed across Lucas's eyes, while Draco's expression turned contemplative. Emily pushed away from Draco and walked toward the door, but paused beside Lucas. "You say I'm your destiny, but have you considered my feelings?" Her voice was soft but accusatory. "And you, Draco, if you truly cared for me, you wouldn't use me as a weapon against him." She hurried from the library, and only when she reached the corridor did her tears finally fall. She didn't know whom to trust - Lucas, chosen by fate, or Draco, who chose her himself? More importantly, she began to question whether she truly understood her own heart. As night fell, Emily stood on her balcony. Wolves howled in the distant forest, while somewhere in the castle, she thought she heard the flutter of bat wings. Everything reminded her that she stood at the crossroads between two worlds, and she had to make a choice. Then she noticed items on the balcony railing: a rose as black as night with a blood-red sheen - Draco's mark. Beside it lay a wolf fang necklace, a werewolf protection charm, obviously left by Lucas. Emily gently touched both items, her internal conflict growing stronger. She knew that choosing either would alter her destiny forever. But more importantly, she needed to understand what her heart truly desired. As moonlight bathed the castle grounds, Emily realized that her decision wouldn't just be about choosing between two men - it was about choosing what kind of life she wanted, and more importantly, who she wanted to become.
Chapter Five
The following days in the castle were filled with an unbearable tension. Emily found herself constantly caught between shadows and silence, between warmth and cold. Every corner seemed to hold either Lucas's protective presence or Draco's seductive whispers. The weight of their attention was becoming increasingly suffocating. One particularly cold morning, Emily discovered a mysterious leather-bound book in the library's restricted section. Its pages contained ancient prophecies about the eternal conflict between werewolves and vampires. As she read, her hands trembling, she found something that made her blood run cold. 'When the moon bleeds red and the night grows teeth, a choice will be made that breaks the ancient cycle. A mortal's heart shall tip the balance, bringing either eternal darkness or salvation to both races.' "Interesting reading material," Leila's voice suddenly came from behind. Lucas's sister moved like a ghost, her silver eyes holding centuries of wisdom. "I've been waiting for you to find this." Emily closed the book carefully. "Is this... about me?" Leila's expression remained enigmatic. "The prophecy speaks of a mortal who stands between our worlds. But prophecies, dear Emily, are like rivers - they show the destination, but the path taken is always your choice." "What happens if I choose wrong?" Emily's voice wavered. "There is no wrong choice, only consequences," Leila replied, her voice gentle but firm. "But I must warn you - the blood moon approaches, and with it, a moment of truth that will change everything." Before Emily could ask more questions, a commotion erupted from the castle grounds. They rushed to the window to see Lucas and Draco facing each other in the courtyard, their postures tense with barely contained violence. "You've crossed the line, Draco," Lucas's voice carried up to them, filled with fury. "You dare to mark our territory?" Draco's laugh was cold and mocking. "Territory? This stopped being about territory the moment she arrived. Or are you afraid she's already choosing me?" Emily watched in horror as Lucas's form began to shift, his muscles rippling beneath his clothes. The morning sun caught his golden eyes, now burning with primal rage. Draco's own transformation was more subtle - his pale skin taking on an otherworldly sheen, his movements becoming impossibly fluid. "Stop!" Emily's voice rang out across the courtyard. Both men froze, their attention snapping to her window. "This has to end!" She turned to rush downstairs, but Leila caught her arm. "Be careful, Emily. The blood moon is three days away. Under its light, both races lose control of their darker natures. And you..." she paused meaningfully, "you will be at your most vulnerable." When Emily reached the courtyard, the tension was thick enough to choke on. Lucas immediately moved to her side, his protective instinct evident in every motion. But it was Draco who spoke first. "My apologies for the disturbance, dear Emily," his voice was silk over steel. "But perhaps it's time you understood the full scope of what you're involved in." He pulled an ancient medallion from his coat. "This belongs to your grandmother. She wasn't just any woman - she was a guardian, keeper of the balance between our races." Emily's world tilted. "My grandmother? But she died when I was young..." "She was murdered," Lucas cut in, his voice heavy with old pain. "By those who wanted to destroy the peace between our kinds. And now, as her descendant, you inherit her role - and her enemies." The revelation hit Emily like a physical blow. Suddenly, everything made more sense - the mysterious circumstances that led her to the castle, both men's intense interest in her, the prophecy. She wasn't just caught between two supernatural beings; she was part of an ancient legacy. "The blood moon comes," Draco said softly, his eyes locked on Emily. "And with it, powers long dormant will awaken. You'll need to choose not just between us, Emily, but between two paths for both our races." As if in response to his words, clouds gathered overhead, casting strange shadows across the courtyard. Emily felt something stir within her, something old and powerful, like a sleeping giant finally beginning to wake. Lucas moved closer, his warmth a stark contrast to the chill air. "Whatever you choose, Emily, know that my protection isn't just about fate or duty anymore. It's about-" But before he could finish, a piercing scream cut through the air. All three turned to see Leila collapsed at the castle entrance, her silver eyes wide with terror as she pointed at the sky. "It's coming," she gasped. "The blood moon... it's coming early. And with it, they're returning - the ones who killed your grandmother. They're coming for Emily." In that moment, as Emily looked between Lucas and Draco, she realized that her choice might not be about love at all - it might be about survival.
2
Di langit yang kelabu, hujan mengguyur jendela mobil, dan dunia luar tertutup oleh tirai hujan. Akhirnya, mobil berhenti di depan sebuah vila.
Samantha Thompson turun dari mobil dengan membawa payung kotak-kotak merah, dan berlari ke pintu vila. Pengasuh rumah membuka pintu sambil tersenyum, dan segera mengambil payung itu sambil tersenyum saat melihatnya, "Sam, kamu kembali."
Samantha mengangguk, tersenyum, mengganti sepatunya, dan berjalan ke ruang tamu. Hari ini adalah hari ulang tahun teman sekelasnya, dia pergi bermain dengan teman-temannya sepanjang hari, dan pulang lebih awal karena dia berjanji kepada ibunya bahwa dia akan pulang untuk makan malam di malam hari.
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"Samantha, akhirnya kamu pulang juga, di luar sana hujan deras, ya? Apakah kamu basah?" Ibunya, Grace Thompson, mendekatinya, mengulurkan tangan untuk mengambil tas Samantha, dengan senyum lembut di wajahnya.
"Tidak, Bu, aku kelaparan, apakah makan malam sudah siap?" Samantha tersenyum lemah, menyerahkan tasnya kepada ibunya, dan berlari ke arah dapur.
"Samantha, cepat ke sini! Ada tamu di rumah, tidakkah kamu lihat?" Henry Thompson, sang ayah, tiba-tiba berkata dengan nada otoritas yang tak tertahankan.
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Ini adalah pertama kalinya Samantha melihat pria setampan itu. Pria itu tampak seumuran dengannya, tetapi aura yang dipancarkannya sungguh mengagumkan. Dia tidak bisa tidak menatapnya selama beberapa saat, menyadari bahwa auranya anggun dan dingin, selalu memberikan rasa tertekan. Tatapan yang begitu kuat membuatnya merasakan sedikit kegelisahan, dan dia tidak bisa menahan diri untuk tidak mengalihkan pandangannya.
Dia berjalan ke arah ayahnya dan memanggil dengan patuh, "Ayah."
"Ini Tuan Alexander Knight, dia adalah presiden perusahaan saya, kemarilah dan sapa dia." Nada bicara Henry tegas, tetapi ada binar di matanya yang tidak terlihat keras.
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Alexander Knight dikenal luas karena prestasinya yang luar biasa di dunia bisnis, meraih gelar doktor dari universitas ternama di usia sembilan belas tahun, kemudian memimpin bisnis keluarga, menjadi presiden di usia muda, dan menyebarkan legendanya ke seluruh negeri, bahkan ke dunia internasional.
"Halo, Nona Sam." Suara Alexander rendah dan menarik, nadanya pelan namun kuat.
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Tatapan Alexander menusuk ke dalam dirinya, membuat bulu kuduknya merinding, dan dia mundur selangkah. Saat itu, Grace datang dengan segelas susu dan berkata kepada Samantha sambil tersenyum, "Sam, baru saja kembali, haus, minumlah."
Samantha mengambil cangkir itu, berpikir bahwa ia akan memanfaatkan air itu untuk mengalihkan perhatiannya. Dia meminumnya, merasa sedikit lebih tenang, tetapi tidak menyadari kengerian dan keprihatinan di wajah ayahnya.
Saat dia meletakkan gelasnya dan hendak membuat alasan untuk pergi, tiba-tiba gelombang pusing melanda dirinya, dan dia merasa sangat lemah sehingga dia merasa seperti akan jatuh.
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"Apa yang salah denganku? Apakah saya sakit karena hujan?" Dia tidak punya waktu untuk berpikir, dia bahkan tidak mencurigai susu yang baru saja diminumnya, dia hanya merasa sakit karena hujan.
"Sudah cukup, aku akan membawanya pergi." Alexander berkata perlahan dengan raut wajah yang dingin, jelas dia telah membuat keputusan.
"Aku akan meninggalkan putriku di tanganmu, dan saat kita menikah, aku tidak akan ada di sana." Henry mengepalkan tinjunya, campuran kemarahan dan ketidakberdayaan memenuhi pikirannya, tetapi akhirnya membisikkan persetujuannya.
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Pada saat ini, Grace buru-buru mengikuti, namun, dia bukanlah Grace, melainkan antek Alexander. Dia dengan cepat melepas topeng dari wajahnya, memperlihatkan wajah muda dan cakap, dan mengambil payung besar untuk melindungi mereka dari hujan.
Di dalam vila, Henry merasa tertekan, kaku dan berkeringat dingin. Ketika dia mencoba untuk meninggikan suaranya lagi, Alexander telah melangkah keluar dari hujan, meninggalkan sosoknya yang tak berdaya di ambang pintu, dan akhirnya menerima semuanya dalam keheningan.
3
Sebuah Maybach hitam mewah sudah terparkir di luar, dan ketika pintu terbuka, Alexander Knight menggendong Samantha Thompson masuk ke dalam mobil. Dengan jendela yang perlahan-lahan terbuka, Maybach dengan cepat menghilang di tengah gerimis.
Hati Henry Thompson gelisah, ingin bergegas keluar pintu untuk mengejar, tetapi secara rasional dia hanya bisa menahan diri, dan akhirnya menghela nafas tanpa daya, berbalik dan dengan cepat menaiki tangga.
Di lantai atas di kamar tidur, Grace Thompson pucat, terbaring di tempat tidur, jelas sangat sakit. henry memegang tangan istrinya, berlinang air mata, tidak bisa menahan diri.
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Dua belas tahun telah berlalu, dan Henry telah memperlakukan Samantha seolah-olah dia adalah anaknya sendiri. Dia dan Grace selalu merawat putri mereka, tetapi pada saat ini, Henry mengalami konflik. Dia mencintai Samantha, tetapi perasaannya yang lebih dalam terhadap istrinya bahkan lebih mendesak. Jika menyelamatkan nyawa Grace berarti mengorbankan nyawa Samantha, hati seorang ayah terguncang saat ini.
Selain itu, jika Samantha dibawa pergi oleh Alexander, dia tidak akan disiksa, tetapi akan dirawat dengan baik, dan karena keluarga Alexander sangat kaya, Samantha tidak akan mengalami kehidupan yang buruk jika dia menikah dengannya. Henry terus meyakinkan dirinya sendiri, dan akhirnya menyetujui permintaan Alexander. Beginilah adegan itu terjadi.
Mulai saat ini, putrinya tidak akan pernah bisa kembali ke sini, tetapi istrinya akan menjalani operasi besok dan akan dapat hidup sehat. Satu-satunya yang ada dalam pikirannya adalah menjaga Grace tetap hidup.
...q.C.)..M.Y.
Di dalam karavan yang luas, seorang wanita dan seorang pria yang kompeten duduk di sudut. Dengan kepala tertunduk, mereka adalah anak buah Alexander, Jennifer Perry dan Matthew Perry.
Di sisi lain, Alexander yang tampan menggendong Samantha yang tertidur, matanya yang liar tertuju padanya. Samantha tertidur lelap karena obat yang diberikan kepadanya.
Antisipasinya semakin meningkat saat dia membayangkan Samantha terbangun dan menyadari bahwa dia telah dijual oleh keluarganya dan berada di lingkungan yang asing. Dengan lembut ia menangkup dagu Samantha dan menatapnya, wajahnya yang polos dengan sedikit pesona. Samantha, dalam tidurnya, terlihat lebih jinak, dan dia yakin bahwa Samantha akan mematuhinya.
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Ketika Samantha terbangun keesokan harinya, ruangan di depannya terasa aneh. Dia menyadari bahwa ini bukanlah kamarnya yang kecil dan segar, tetapi sebuah ruangan mewah yang jauh lebih besar daripada kamarnya yang biasa, dihias dengan baik dan dilengkapi dengan perabotan.
"Di mana ini?" Dia bertanya-tanya dalam hati, apakah dia sedang bermimpi? Dia duduk, mengusap kepalanya, dan hanya menguap, ketika dia mendengar pintu kamarnya didorong terbuka. Dua orang wanita yang mengenakan seragam pelayan hitam buru-buru masuk.
Melihat Samantha sudah bangun, mereka buru-buru berjalan ke tempat tidur, dan bertanya dengan lembut: "Nona Thompson, Anda sudah bangun, cepatlah bangun, mandi, sarapan, masih ada pelajaran yang harus Anda ikuti nanti."
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"Nona Thompson, ini adalah Forest Manor, Anda sekarang bergabung kembali dengan Keluarga Kerajaan, kami adalah pelayan di sini." Kedua pelayan itu menjawab dengan lembut, dengan senyum tipis di sudut mulut mereka.
Hati Samantha semakin cemas... Forest Manor, Keluarga Kerajaan? Bagaimana mungkin dia bisa berada di sini?
Dia mencoba mengingat-ingat, namun pada akhirnya, dia hanya ingat bahwa saat itu hujan turun dalam perjalanan pulang setelah menghadiri pesta ulang tahun teman sekelasnya. Saat kembali ke rumah, dia disambut oleh seorang pria bernama Alexander Knight, yang membawanya ke Forest Manor?
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"Nona Thompson, ada apa denganmu?" Pelayan itu menatapnya dengan penuh perhatian.
"Saya ingin pulang." Samantha turun dari tempat tidur dan menuju pintu.
Kedua pelayan itu segera melangkah maju untuk menghentikannya, dengan cemas menjelaskan, "Nona Thompson, tuan muda sudah menjelaskan bahwa Anda harus tinggal di sini setiap saat. Ketika Anda bangun, Anda harus memulai kelas Anda, Anda tidak bisa pergi."
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"Nona Thompson, kami tidak bermaksud jahat, kami hanya mengikuti permintaan tuan muda." Nada bicara kedua pelayan itu masih lembut.
"Apa sebenarnya yang tuanmu inginkan?" Kemarahan muncul di hati Samantha, ia merasa bahwa meskipun Alexander tampan, bukan berarti ia akan menyukainya. Dia jelas memiliki seseorang yang dia inginkan, tapi mengapa Alexander membawanya kemari?
"Nona Thompson, apakah Anda tidak mengerti?" Para pelayan menatapnya dengan kaget, "Tuan muda itu akan segera menikahi Anda, dia telah menyewa banyak guru untuk mengajari Anda sopan santun, dan pernikahan Anda akan berlangsung dalam dua minggu."
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Apa yang dipikirkan Alexander? Dia ingin menikahinya? Bukankah seharusnya dia tahu tentang hubungan mereka sebelum dia melakukan itu?
Ketakutan tumbuh di dalam hatinya dan dia berbalik dan berlari keluar pintu, dia tidak ingin tinggal di sini lagi, dia harus pergi.
Namun dia tidak menyadari bahwa kedua pelayan itu sangat kuat, meskipun mereka terlihat lemah, tetapi ketika Samantha akan mencapai pintu, lengannya dicengkeram dengan kuat oleh para pelayan itu.
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"Lepaskan saya!" Samantha terkejut dan marah karena dia digendong seperti ayam.
Namun, para pelayan hanya menggelengkan kepala dengan kuat, dan pelayan berambut pendek berbicara dengan sungguh-sungguh: "Tidak, Nona Thompson, meskipun kami melepaskanmu, kamu tidak boleh keluar, Kastil Hutan Keluarga Kerajaan dijaga dengan ketat, terutama karena tuan muda telah memerintahkan bahwa siapa pun yang melepaskanmu akan dihukum, jadi tidak mungkin ada di antara kami yang melepaskanmu. "
Pelayan lain menambahkan: "Ya, jadi tidak hanya kami yang tidak mengizinkan Anda pergi, tetapi orang-orang di luar juga tidak bisa membiarkan Anda kabur, Nona Thompson, sebaiknya Anda sarapan terlebih dahulu, lalu pergi untuk mempelajari etiket."
4
"Baiklah, dia akan tinggal untuk saat ini, dan ketika tuan muda kita kembali, kita akan berbicara dengannya." Samantha Thompson menghela napas, menyadari bahwa dia tidak bisa melarikan diri saat ini, dan harus berkompromi, "Tapi, etika itu, dia pasti tidak akan mempelajarinya, dan kami, yah, membiarkannya pergi sekarang."
Kedua pelayan itu buru-buru melepaskannya, "Tolong, Nona Samantha, tolong jangan pergi, kami tidak akan menangkap Anda lagi."
"Simpanlah sarapannya, kami akan segera menghubungi tuan muda kami dan memintanya untuk kembali." Samantha berpikir akan lebih baik untuk mengisi perutnya terlebih dahulu, jadi dia pergi ke meja dan mulai menyantap sarapannya sambil melihat kedua pelayan itu, berharap mereka akan memanggil Alexander Knight.
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Samantha baru saja menggigit kue yang lembut itu, ketika dia mendengar hal ini, dia hampir tersedak. Dia meletakkan kue itu, meneguk air, dan mulai berjalan mengelilingi ruangan, berpikir dalam diam.
Kedua pelayan telah ditugaskan untuk menjaganya, jadi tentu saja mereka tidak akan menghentikannya untuk berjalan-jalan. Namun mereka tidak tahu apa yang sedang dipikirkan Samantha, dan mereka khawatir.
Di sisi lain, Samantha mencoba memikirkan cara untuk melarikan diri, dia harus pergi sebelum Alexander kembali. Sangat aneh bahwa dia membawanya ke sini tanpa alasan, dan dia akan menikahinya.
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Setelah selesai berbicara, dia mengambil sepotong makanan penutup dan mulai memakannya, matanya memberi isyarat kepada kedua pelayan untuk menyimpan barang-barang lainnya. Kedua pelayan itu mengangguk sebagai jawaban, menyimpan semua peralatan makan, dan menutup pintu.
Samantha memakan kue tersebut sambil berpura-pura tidak memperhatikan dekorasi ruangan. Setelah pintu ditutup, ia membuang remah-remah kue terakhir, berdiri dan berjalan ke arah jendela.
Dia membuka jendela, berpikir bahwa dia bisa memanjat keluar, tetapi menyadari bahwa ini adalah lantai tiga, dan jendela itu terlalu tinggi di atas halaman sehingga tidak ada yang bisa dipanjat. Jika dia melompat, dia akan terluka parah, jika tidak terbunuh.
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Namun, saat kakinya menyentuh gagang pintu dan dia akan membukanya, alarm berbunyi di dalam ruangan, dan sepertinya ada sengatan listrik yang datang dari pintu. Samantha merasakan mati rasa di kakinya, dan kemudian rasa sakit yang semakin hebat, dan dia mundur beberapa langkah karena panik, dan jatuh di atas karpet yang tebal.
Ruangan itu sebenarnya dilengkapi dengan sistem keamanan yang canggih, dia menyentuh pintu dan terkejut, alarm berbunyi. Dia langsung ketakutan, menyadari bahwa dia tidak akan bisa keluar dengan mudah.
Saat itu, pintu didorong terbuka dari luar, dan seorang pelayan berdiri dengan cemas di ambang pintu, bertanya, "Nona Samantha, apakah Anda menyentuh pintunya?"
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Pelayan itu sepertinya sudah bisa menebak alasan keterkejutan Samantha, ia sangat sakit dan marah hingga tidak bisa berbicara.
Pembantu itu segera pergi untuk mencari bantuan.
Di dalam ruang kerja yang luas di rumah itu, seorang pria tampan baru saja menyelesaikan konferensi video dan mengerutkan keningnya saat mendengar bunyi alarm.
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Alis Alexander Knight berkerut karena tidak senang, "Cari tahu siapa itu, dan jangan biarkan orang asing masuk atau keluar dari kediamannya!"
"Oke." Matthew setuju dan segera keluar dari ruang kerja.
Dua menit kemudian, Matthew masuk dengan wajah khawatir dan melaporkan, "Tuan muda, tidak ada orang asing, itu Nona Samantha yang Anda bawa kembali, dia terbangun, dia menyentuh pintu, dia tidak mematuhi instruksi Anda untuk belajar sopan santun dengan benar, dan ingin pergi."
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Matthew dan saudara perempuannya Jennifer Perry melihat tuan muda itu pergi, dan bergegas mengikutinya.
Pada saat ini, di kamar Samantha, dia terbaring sendirian dengan warna kemerahan, pelayan keluar untuk mencari dokter dan belum kembali.
Alexander Knight pergi ke pintu, menemukan pintu itu tersembunyi, jadi dia mendorongnya terbuka dan masuk.
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Alexander Knight yang bertubuh tinggi menghampirinya, dan melihatnya terbaring di tempat tidur, memerah dan buta, bertanya-tanya apa yang dia pikirkan.
Dia tidak mendekat, tetapi berhenti beberapa meter darinya dan berbicara dengan suara pelan: "Samantha Thompson."
Samantha melamun, tidak menyadari ada seseorang yang masuk, tiba-tiba mendengar suara itu, membuatnya takut dan melompat dengan keras dari tempat tidur, berdiri di depannya, dan berbicara dengan marah: "Tuan Alexander, apa sebenarnya tujuan saya? Kita tidak saling mengenal, mengapa saya harus menikah dengan Anda?"
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"Mengapa aku harus bahagia?" Samantha terlalu lemah untuk membuatnya marah, bagaimanapun juga, dia adalah atasan ayahnya. Dia berbisik, "Pernikahan seharusnya dengan seseorang yang kamu sukai, dan kami tidak saling mengenal dengan baik, dia tidak boleh menikah denganku. Saya kaya, mengapa saya harus mengejar pria seperti itu, dia pasti memiliki seorang gadis yang dia cintai."
Kata-katanya tegas, seolah-olah dia ingin membatalkan pertunangan itu.
5
"Apakah Anda punya favorit?" Alexander Knight bertanya dengan dingin, sedikit ejekan di sudut mulutnya, "Jangan khawatir, saya akan mengurusnya. Anda hanya perlu bersantai, memperbaiki perilaku Anda, dan menjadi pengantin saya."
"Maafkan aku, aku tidak akan mengkhianati cintaku." Suara Samantha Thompson tegas, dan dia berkata, hampir melalui giginya yang terkatup, "Saya punya kesukaan, dan saya tidak akan pernah menikah denganmu. Sekarang kamu sudah kembali, aku akan menjelaskannya padamu, tolong biarkan aku keluar dari sini."
"Bukankah mereka sudah memberitahumu?" Tatapan Alexander menyapu Samantha seperti pisau, "Aku pernah berkata, siapa pun yang melepaskanmu akan mati. Sekarang, menurutmu siapa yang akan melepaskanmu?"
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Dia tahu bahwa tidak ada seorang pun di sekitarnya yang akan melakukan hal seperti itu, namun dia tahu di dalam hatinya bahwa dengan kekuatan keluarga Alexander, jika sesuatu terjadi, tidak akan ada yang tahu, dan tidak akan ada yang tahu.
"Aku hanya ingin menikah denganmu, sesederhana itu!" Alexander mendekatinya, mengangkat dagunya dengan hegemonik, mata hitamnya yang dalam menatap langsung ke arahnya, "Kamu hanya perlu mempelajari etiket, dan menikah denganku dalam dua minggu."
Samantha merasakan kedinginan dalam tatapannya, tetapi menyadari bahwa tidak ada cinta di dalamnya, yang membuat hatinya semakin marah dan bingung. Sambil mendorong pria itu menjauh, dia berkata dengan marah, "Kamu tidak menyukaiku dan aku tidak menyukaimu! Kamu tidak bisa memaksaku, aku tidak akan belajar etiket, dan aku tidak ingin menikah denganmu."
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"Siapa kamu sampai tega melakukan ini pada keluarga kami?" Samantha langsung marah.
"Jika menyangkut orang tuamu, kamu seperti macan kumbang yang ketakutan. Tidakkah kamu sadar bahwa kamu berada di rumahku sekarang, semua karena orang tuamu menjualmu kepadaku?" Nada bicara Alexander penuh dengan sarkasme.
Samantha memucat, menggelengkan kepalanya karena terkejut, "Tidak mungkin, kamu bohong, bagaimana mungkin orang tuaku menjualku padamu?"
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"Ibu sudah menyiapkan hadiah untukmu, nanti akan diantarkan." Melihat penampilan Samantha yang kebingungan, Alexander menampakkan senyum kepuasan, lalu meninggalkan ruangan.
Hati Samantha penuh dengan keraguan dan kegelisahan, dia tidak pernah mempercayai kata-kata Alexander, dan dia bertekad untuk keluar dari sini. Dia harus keluar dari sini.
Namun, saat dia berlari ke pintu untuk membukanya, Alexander menutupnya tepat pada waktunya, dan tangannya secara tidak sengaja menyentuh pintu, dan alarm berbunyi, membuat sekujur tubuhnya kesemutan. Dia jatuh ke karpet, wajahnya kesakitan.
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Namun, tidak ada yang menjawabnya. Saat itu, tiba-tiba, terdengar suara yang memekakkan telinga di belakangnya.
Dia menoleh dengan ngeri dan melihat ke arah layar besar di dinding, yang menyala dan menampilkan ayahnya, Henry Thompson.
"Sam, maafkan aku, ibumu sakit dan membutuhkan jantung baru, kami menerima bantuan tuan muda Alexander, jadi kami menjualmu kepadanya. Mulai sekarang, kamu tidak boleh pulang ke rumah, dan tinggallah di rumah Knight." Kata-kata Henry terdengar keras dan jelas, membuat Samantha terkejut bukan kepalang.
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Itu bukan hanya sebuah "hadiah" seperti yang dia sebut, itu adalah pengingat yang kejam bahwa dia telah menjadi miliknya.
Meski begitu, pikiran Samantha tidak bisa menerima kenyataan ini. Terlebih lagi, ayahnya bukanlah dirinya sendiri, dan dia tidak akan pernah melihat dirinya sebagai komoditas, jadi dia harus menemukan cara untuk melarikan diri.
Dia naksir seseorang, dan hanya karena mereka sering bertengkar bukan berarti dia akan menikah dengan Alexander Knight, tapi dia tidak tahan lagi, dan dia harus kembali dan mencari tahu.
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"Nona Thompson, tuan muda menginstruksikan kami untuk memasukkan sidik jari Anda, jadi Anda tidak akan disetrum mulai sekarang." Pelayan itu berjalan ke arah Samantha, pelayan lainnya membantunya berdiri.
Meskipun gugup, Samantha merasa lega saat mengetahui bahwa sidik jarinya bisa dimasukkan, dan mencoba untuk tenang. Dia mengikuti instruksi pelayan dan memasukkan sidik jarinya.
Setelah selesai, pembantu itu menyerahkan alat tersebut kepada suster yang lain, sementara dia membantu Samantha duduk di samping tempat tidur, dan berkata kepada dokter, "Dokter Zhang, periksa tubuh Nona Thompson."
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Dia berpikir, setelah memasukkan sidik jarinya, dia tidak akan tersengat listrik meskipun dia lari sekarang. Saat itu dia sedang memikirkan rencana pelariannya.
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Mendengar perkataan dokter, Samantha Thompson melambaikan tangannya dengan santai, namun dalam benaknya ia terus menghitung rencana pelariannya.
Sepuluh menit kemudian, dia terbangun oleh panggilan para pelayan. Dia menyadari bahwa hanya ada dua pelayan yang tersisa di ruangan itu, dan dokter sudah pergi. Dia mengerutkan kening dan bertanya, "Mengapa Anda memanggil saya? Apakah ada yang salah?"
"Tidak, Nona Thompson, kami melihat Anda berkeliaran tadi dan kami khawatir Anda baik-baik saja. Dokter mengatakan bahwa Anda baik-baik saja, karena itu dia pergi." Salah satu pelayan menjawab dengan lembut.
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Kedua pelayan itu saling bertukar pandang, mengangguk, berjalan keluar ruangan, dan menutup pintu di belakang mereka, Samantha memperhatikan cara mereka menutup pintu, dan mencibir di dalam hatinya. Sekarang dia telah memasukkan sidik jarinya. Meskipun mereka menutup pintu, dia masih bisa keluar.
Setelah sepuluh menit berpikir, dia menemukan jalan keluar. Pada siang hari, dia tidak bisa menyelinap keluar karena keramaian, tetapi pada malam hari, tempat itu akan sepi. Saat gelap, dia akan pergi diam-diam untuk menanyai ayahnya.
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Tiba-tiba, sesosok tubuh muncul di jendela. Dia mengenakan gaun abu-abu muda, rambutnya yang panjang dan lembut tergerai di bahunya. Angin malam meniup rok dan rambutnya, membuatnya terlihat seperti hantu di malam hari. Detik berikutnya, dia menyibak rambutnya dan mengikatnya menjadi sebuah pil kecil di atas kepalanya. Kemudian, ia berguling dengan cepat dan duduk di ambang jendela.
Saat ini, empat jam setelah gelap, dia berharap tempat itu akan tidur lebih awal, tetapi dia tidak menyadari bahwa semua lampu padam setelah pukul sepuluh malam. Dan tidak semua orang tertidur. Dia mengintip dari balik pintu, siap untuk pergi melalui pintu depan, hanya untuk menemukan beberapa pengawal berseragam hitam berdiri di lorong.
Pada awalnya, dia yakin bahwa dia dapat dengan mudah melarikan diri dalam kegelapan malam, tetapi ketika dia melihat situasi ini, dia hanya ingin mengutuk. Dia tidak punya pilihan selain pergi ke jendela lagi, siap untuk pergi dari sini.
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Setelah mendapatkan gorden, Samantha melompat turun dari ambang jendela, menemukan gunting di dalam kamar, dan segera memotong gorden menjadi banyak potongan kain panjang, lalu mengikat potongan-potongan kain ini menjadi simpul mati, dan sejenak, gorden berubah menjadi tali yang kokoh.
Pada saat ini, dia merasa bahwa keluarga Alexander Knight benar-benar kaya dan mau mengeluarkan uang. Dia adalah wanita yang dibeli, tetapi kamarnya dilengkapi dengan perabotan mewah. Di seberang tempat tidurnya ada deretan lemari yang bagus, dibuat dengan sangat baik dan berat sehingga tidak dapat dipindahkan tanpa selusin pria, dan terbuat dari kayu mahoni terbaik.
Dia telah melihat di Internet, lemari seperti itu setidaknya beberapa juta dolar, saya tidak menyangka bahwa hari ini saya tinggal di ruangan itu tetapi benar-benar memiliki perabotan seperti itu. Sayangnya, dia tidak punya waktu untuk tinggal.
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Hanya dalam waktu tiga menit, ia berhasil memanjat dari ambang jendela ke halaman. Meskipun kelihatannya mudah, telapak tangan dan lengannya tetapi kulitnya yang sudah aus, meskipun luka kecil, tetapi sangat menyakitkan. Tapi sekarang tidak ada waktu untuk peduli dengan lukanya, dia melemparkan kain itu, berbalik dan berlari ke arah tertentu dari rumah besar itu.
Pada siang hari, dia sudah melihat ke luar jendela, jadi dia tahu arah mana yang bisa dia ambil untuk keluar dari kediaman. Satu-satunya kelemahan adalah bahwa Forest Manor memang dibangun jauh di dalam hutan, dan ada hutan di luar tembok.
Meskipun dia takut, dia lebih takut hidupnya dihancurkan oleh Alexander Knight. Dan dia percaya bahwa selama ada orang yang tinggal di daerah itu, seharusnya tidak ada banyak bahaya di luar hutan.
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Samantha tidak berani berhenti, dan berlari dengan terengah-engah menuju lubang itu, sebelum berhenti, membungkuk dengan tangan di tanah, mencoba mengatur napas. Setelah beberapa detik, ia merangkak ke atas rumput yang lembut, menjulurkan kepalanya ke dalam lubang, dan terus merangkak keluar.
Saat ini, penampilannya sangat sulit, tapi dia tidak akan pernah menyerah, dia harus memanfaatkan kesempatan ini untuk lari. Forest Manor ini jelas bukan tempat yang dia inginkan.
Dengan pemikiran tersebut, setengah dari tubuhnya telah berhasil merangkak masuk ke dalam lubang. Dindingnya sangat tebal, seluruh kepala dan tubuh bagian atasnya sudah masuk, dan dia hampir tidak bisa mencapai rumput di luar dinding.
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Dua menit kemudian, Samantha akhirnya benar-benar keluar. Berdiri di luar di atas rumput, ia menatap pagar dan menghela napas lega.
"Akhirnya, saya keluar." Dia menghela napas, lalu berbalik dan berlari menuju kedalaman hutan.
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