She narrated how everything happened to Muchen, starting from when she danced at the club and Leo had asked her to be his Cinderella.

Muchen sighed when he heard Weiyoung's name again. Truthfully, he was already tired of hearing that name. But he just had to keep shut and pay attention.

She explained how Weiyoung had gotten angry and asked her to not do it and narrated to the point where it escalated to Weiyoung trying to smoke and that crazy man had attacked them.

After Weiyoung ran away, she continued to wail on the ground because of the punch he had landed on her belly. As much as she tried, she could not get up easily.

All she could do was continue to pray for Weiyoung to come with help.

Even though she could fight, she was just a little teenager and he was somewhat big and really violent so, she could not actually measure up to him.

She saw him giving her an eerie grin and it scared the hell out of her.

'Is he going to kill me?' She asked herself in fright.

She did not want to die. She wanted to live. So she tried her best to stand up but before she could, he pushed her back on the ground and sat on her belly.

She almost threw up, screamed, tried to wriggle her way out and beg him to let her be. But he seemed to not care about her as he only had that eerie smile plastered on his face.

She paused the narration and closed her eyes. She had tried for years not to ever remember that moment. But now, she had to tell him everything about herself. Everything he should know. Because she knew how it happened in the movies; It was going to turn messy if he heard from someone else and now, she did not know what Fuji was planning.

They were both currently inside a nicely furnished room and had both just finished helping the other to blow dry their hairs after having dinner that was set by Mr Lin.

Now, they were both sitting on the bed with their backs resting on the many pillows and a duvet covering them as she narrated.

His hand did not ever leave her shoulder. He wanted her to know that he was still there. He wanted her to know that no matter how bad her life had been, he would not drop that hand from her shoulder.

He trusted his love for her that much!

As much as he wanted her to stop talking, he knew she had to say it out to be a bit free from it.

His gaze was dark because he could vaguely guess where the story was heading to.

He squeezed her shoulder gently to remind her that he was still there with her and when she turned to look at his eyes with her teary eyes, she shook her head.

"He did not do... that. Whatever you are thinking, he did not do it." She assured him.

Muchen had not wanted to show it, but he sighed in relief when he heard her. He could not imagine a young Sara going through such trauma.

"But he tried. He...he even.. even tore my clothes" She stammered and avoided his gaze.

She had screamed when he tore her clothes and remembered how he had continued to hit her even when she pleaded.

He was simply a psycho!

At that time, she desperately prayed for Weiyoung to send help. She could only put her faith and fate in Weiyoung's hands.

When she was only left in her underwear with her clothes torn to shreds, she knew things were not going to be easy.

She desperately used her hands to search for anything on the floor. Anything at all to help save herself from the beast that was trying to violate her.

And that was when she touched it. It was a knife. Probably the man's knife.

She gripped it like her life depended on it.

It was either he killed her or she killed him. And, she did not want to die.

Maybe the knife was a gift from God to her—or probably the devil.

Swiftly, she used the knife.

It was as if her hand had a mind of its own. Because it worked without her brain registering what was happening.

She had stabbed his left eye and felt the blood sprinkle all over her face even as he screamed.

She used her remaining energy to push him away and he hit his head on a brick when he fell.

Everything happened so fast. She screamed when she saw what she had done and the blood all over her hands.

She looked at her hands with wide opened eyes and her hands began to tremor

She noticed the man had already stopped wailing in pain and the only thing that came to her mind was —She had murdered someone.

"I... I was only fifteen" She cried and buried her head on Muchen's chest with her hands now wrapped around his neck.

"I killed a man when I was fifteen years old. I was... I was so scared.. So terrif—" She could not complete her words and cried even louder

Muchen felt his throat tighten. He released his clenched hands and moved it to her back to console her.

His throat felt somewhat comfortable and his eyes began to blink rapidly.

He knew instantly what was happening to him. He had not felt this way in a long time. He had not cried for anyone in a really long time. But then, he felt his own tears drop from his face and landed on her hair.

"I could not believe I killed someone at that age. I was always a playful and innocent child. But my life was ruined from that moment."

She said as she continued to cry.

"It's okay" Muchen finally spoke after controlling his own emotions.

"He was a useless man. He deserved to die. Even if you hadn't killed him, I would have done so now." He said with dark eyes.

And he really meant it. He would have killed that man.

Not only did he try to take advantage of her, he had beaten her and also caused her so much grief at a young age because of his death.

"I was so...scared. I thought everyone saw me as a murderer." She continued to narrate.

"I was so scared when the police came to ask me questions. I thought I was going to jail."

"My father told me the man was okay and nothing happened to him and his eyes. But I know very well he died that night. My father had only said so to make me feel better and stop feeling guilty."

She had buried all those memories for years. Bringing them out now made her so emotional and she could not stop talking.

"I could no longer live freely. I was scared of men except my father. I also thought with one glance, everyone would tell that I had murdered someone. I felt like I was not supposed to be in the midst of other kids my age who had not killed anyone before. I could not go to school or anywhere."

That period had been hell for her.

She also had nightmares of that night; How she had stabbed the man and how the blood had splashed all over her face.

She could not do anything that period. No matter how hard her Father and aunt tried to help, nothing worked.

Until that time when Weiyoung asked her to go on a vacation with her.

Weiyoung had said she got into an accident while running out of there, so no one bothered to blame her and Sara had continued being friends with her even though they no longer spoke much anymore.

She had travelled with Weiyoung after about a month of therapy session that actually did not work.

She had only acted like everything was okay so she would not worry her Father and Aunt.

So she told her father she wanted to go to Country Y with Weiyoung. He had been happy because Sara was finally opening up so he readily allowed her leave.

"I met him there. Yue King" She said to Muchen.

Now, they were back to sitting normally with his hands on her shoulder. Her tears had also stopped and he helped her wipe off the remaining with a tissue.

Muchen was surprised when he heard that part. He had thought she met Yue King only recently. But they have known each other for that long?

Sara remembered her entire journey there. She had been quiet the whole time and did not even speak once to Weiyoung.

They were five who had gone. Three of which were Weiyoung's friend.

She had overheard the three girls telling Weiyoung to get rid of her as her friend because she did not belong to their class and was now acting weird like someone who had been possessed.

She had wished she was possessed instead of being haunted by such memories.

They said a lot more hurtful things that made her feel even worse that she felt earlier. She did not show herself to them but Weiyoung had seen her. And when their eyes met, Sara quickly walked out.

After staying out the entire day, she decided to go back to the hotel that night. And that was when she witnessed a sight of a man being beaten by a group of thugs dressed in all black.

She hid behind a wall and peeped at the scene.

She saw how the man kept begging and swearing not to repeat 'it' again. But the thugs did not seem like they cared about what he was saying because they continued to hit him.

When it seemed like the men would not stop beating him, he groveled to where a woman was standing.

That was when she noticed the poorly dressed young woman.

And as he was begging the woman, she took a knife from one of the thug's hand, bent down, and stabbed him straight in the gut.

Sara gasped loudly when she saw what had just happened. It was the second time witnessing a death in two months and she had killed the first. With a knife also!

It made her suddenly remember how she had stabbed that man and as the memories came crashing, she used both hands to cover her ears and screamed for it to go away.

In that process, she alerted the people she had been spying on and they all stared at her.

When she noticed what had happened and that she was already out of the wall where she was hiding, she knew she was in deep trouble.

She stared right back at all of them with a look of shock and then, her eyes fell on the woman whose hands were covered in blood.

The woman stared right back at her with dark eyes and Sara gasped in fear.

Sara stopped her narration and her eyes widened. Now, she remembered where she had known Jin Cearo and Cherry's mother from.

She was that woman. The one with a dead expression who had stabbed that man.

She turned to look at Muchen with wide eyes as she continued thinking.

She had heard about that woman before because she had been curious about who she was after the Blacks took her.

Blue Rays had mentioned that she was not a Black like she had thought.

And it did not end there, she was actually Fuji's younger sister.

"What is it?" Muchen asked when he saw how concentrated she was in thinking. Even her tears had completely stopped.

"It makes sense now"

No wonder they were rumours about them being affiliated with the underground world. No wonder they could live so lavishly now, and also had Grand Castle Hotel. She was Fuji's sister after all.

And just as she had thought, it was probably her who needed the painting. That was why Fuji had been troubling her for it.

"Wow!" She exclaimed.