Intense Cold

大寒 [8] / [13]

When the doctor came in, and looked over Alexander, he told him that he was overly stressed and needed to rest. Alexander was adamant. He wanted to leave as soon as possible. The doctor looked him up and down anxiously.

"Okay, but you're in no fit state to be on your own. You still need a few days to recover. If you have someone to stay with, that would be best. We can't force you to stay here, but it might be best to―"

"No," Alexander said,

"I'm leaving, I don't want to be here . . . ”

Alexander sounded completely delirious and felt just as much. The poison was still affecting his mind, clouding his judgment. That much was apparent.

"I already called Kiara after figuring out what happened to you. She also knows the outline of the case. She promised me to be here soon. We can discuss this matter when she comes.”

Cynthia tried to pacify him. The doctor left with a satisfied expression, pleased with her answer.

He tried to lie down again on the bed, and reluctantly closed his eyes. Why did this happen to him? He thought Sarah might’ve been a genuine catch: someone who he could maybe have shared a life with at some point.

‘It was your fault, idiot,’

a mean voice said, sounding as if it was right behind his ears.

'You shouldn’t have trusted somebody you know nothing about.'

She captured the perfect quarry, a predator from the beginning, homing in on Alexander's vulnerability after what he'd been through with Violet.

But why?

He still couldn’t figure out why she tried to murder him. He didn’t do anything to her.

In contrast to this unpleasant thought, and even that constantly-nagging, self-critical voice in his head, his heart rate relaxed as he drifted off to sleep.

When he woke up on the hospital bed, he didn’t have any appetite, and still felt dizzy. His IV was falling drop by drop constantly. He stared at it absently, and moved his gaze to the ceiling. He tried not to remember the past, but the memories played automatically despite of his own will. Sarah Gordon, mind-blowing sex with her, and her evil glance after sticking him with a very sharp knife . . .