The vibrant blue eyes only widened as the blood from Samuel's back splashed onto Nancy's face.
"Don't think I can't suppress you, child," Sebastian spoke under his heavy, full of remorse and wavering breath.
What was the point of avoiding this climax when Sebastian was going to resort to it anyway? The blade of the scalpel that pierced Samuel's back felt familiar, yet he fazed under his father's pressure.
Sebastian pushed the scalpel deeper, and Samuel ended up leaning against the bed, blood from over his shoulder dripping down onto Nancy. Their eyes met, but Samuel felt extremely distant. How were her eyes suddenly so different?
"N-Nancy?!" Samuel attempted to call her out.
Scoffing, Sebastian pulled the scalpel out of the man's body, grabbed him by his shoulders, and pulled him away from the woman, ensuring no contact. Samuel pulled away from Sebastian and turned around to get into a combat position.
