Today was supposed to be a celebration of the beginning of her new life, but she ended up drinking so much. Watching her smile, brilliant and almost dazzling under the light, it was supposed to be a smile, yet it hurt him to see it, it made him feel a sense of sorrow.

Catlin kept pouring cup after cup for herself, drinking alone. She finally left him, finally left that hellish castle, able to start her new life, but why was there a bit of confusion and reluctance in her heart? Was she used to treating hell as her home?

That Satan-like Leo had been tormenting her all along, yet...