The wall felt like ice.

When Fanny's hot skin pressed against it, she shivered.

Instinctively, she tightened her hold on the man in front of her.

The place where she grabbed him hurt, and Oliver hesitated for a brief moment.

His grip on her tightened.

Numerous red marks appeared on their fair skin.

Neither of them paid any attention to it.

They just stared at each other, as if trying to engrave the other into their eyes.

However, there was no love in their actions.

Only anger and hatred.

He pressed Fanny hard against the wall, fiercely biting her as if he was trying to devour her whole.

At first, she resisted.

Then, she slowly gave in.

Only a pair of lifeless eyes stared at him, like a puppet.

“Oliver.” He didn't listen, nor did he consider her current emotions.

"You brought this upon yourself." His voice was hoarse and deep, and she used to love that

was like a sword piercing in and

thrust was accompanied by

miscarried

could still treat her like

really didn't

like

nails, nailing

the moon

light penetrated the embroidered curtains, casting numerous fragmented pieces on the

unable to be pieced back

considered stopping, but was repeatedly provoked by Fanny's

at me," he

face, his eyes carrying a

her head, and continued looking at the

became more ruthless, and attacked once

in Fanny’s eyes

a spreading wildfire, it burned away Oliver's hopes and left only

breathed heavily,

covered his nose, but he

just wanted to indulge in this night, even if it

long as they were still

he would say he died beside

the words he

to lose you." It wasn't just

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