"Nathaniel, let go of me! Let go!" Rebecca cried.

Nathaniel gave her a cold glance. Her face, distorted by fear, no longer resembled the prettiest girl on campus she once was.

The fact that he had idealized a scheming woman like that as his goddess for so many years disgusted him. He pulled Rebecca toward the basement entrance and thrust her inside.

Her hands clung to the doorframe so tightly that her nails had turned purple, but Nathaniel still dragged her inside. The door to the basement slammed shut, cutting off all sounds from within.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later that Nathaniel left the basement.

He...