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Every time she was with him, Eileen found herself recalling things she thought she had forgotten but somehow still remembered.

In the past… how did she alleviate these inner torments?

The answer was to inflict pain upon herself, using physical suffering to counteract the sorrow within.

Even though it was self-harm there was no sensation, only a greater sense of pleasure.

Eileen found a pair of scissors in the kitchen and cut a wound on her small arm. The first time, it didn’t bleed, but oh how her heart ached even more!

During the second attempt, blood was shed….

The droplet of blood that emerged fell into the pool, its color diffusing into the water before flowing into the drain

Eileen’s mouth curved into a smile.

In the pitch-black room, her laughter resembled that of a tormented spirit.

Then, there was the third time….

Because physical pain lessened the agony of the mind.

Watching the blood slowly drip down, Eileen found a perverse satisfaction. With each drop of blood that flowed, she felt a sense of release.

When Eric saw her self-harming, there was no worry or sadness in his eyes as he discovered her. Instead, he picked up the knife, grabbed her hand, and forcefully made another cut in the same spot.

It was deep enough to see the bone.

Later, due to excessive blood loss, she passed out.

When she woke up, she found herself locked up

said, “She’s

reality, she was not insane. She knew exactly what she was

tell him that she was just sick, and it might… it might

you doing?”

echoed in the unlit living room. The next moment, Eric turned

was so intense that it made her squint

the scissors

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looked at him with a very faint gaze. This time,

moment, it seemed as if he

just want to case

always been diligent about taking my medicine and getting a good night’s sleep. But I… I’m really feeling awful. I’ve even thought about tearing out my

Eric, I’m not crazy; I’m just

if it was spoken to

sank at that.

pulled into an embrace. The emotions she had nowhere to vent were

Eileen realized that she had become unexpectedly quiet.

the blood-dripping

like it was not just Eileen who had

which was quite superficial. Given that the scissors were sterilized daily. there was no need

“Feeling better now?”

face was

make breakfast for you. What would you like to

“Just leave.”

dish Eric could make was just pasta.

calm, as if nothing

it on the table, then turned around to fetch a sinaller bowl. It was

soup trickled down the edge

and the bowl shattered. The soup and pasta spilled all over the floor. “Can’t you see? It’s because of you that I’ve become like this? Just keep your distance

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angry. Instead, he patiently cleaned up. His hand was cut by the shards he picked up. When he looked up at her, Eileen instinctively stepped back in fear, as if Eric

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