MIRA’S SUITE*

Mira fell asleep immediately her body touched the bed thirty minutes ago, but Eight didn't leave the room.

He stayed in the herbalist-like space, staring around.

Apart from the burning candles, there are some voodoo dolls on the table, all looking scary.

He took one of them and sighed, giving it a long watch before looking back at sleeping Mira.

Her stabbed arm is already bandaged. He had treated it himself.

His eyes caught her bed, and he slowly went there.

There are several bloody bandages there, and everything was used on her.

He packed them and brought them to the burner in the living room.

He threw...