May I Never Love You Again, chapter three

“No!!!”

Chloe opened her eyes in panic. Recovering from her nightmare, Chloe couldn’t help sighing. Since that day, Mike has not shown up for three months.

The “torture” on the 18th of each month, which has never been suspended in the past three years, ended suddenly.

But she was not happy at all. Instead, she was haunted by the fear that came out from nowhere. She felt something related to her was happening outside, but she could do nothing.

Because of what Mike said before he left, she often dreamed of her mother at night. In the dream, her mother knew what happened in the prison, and scolded her for being a shameless slut. She cried and explained, but her mother didn’t believe her and was pissed off.

And every time, her nightmare ended with the scene of her mother’s death of anger. Staring at the darkness in the room, Chloe powerlessly leaned against the wall. She felt her life was as dim as this room.

The only difference is, that there would be sunshine in this room in the daytime, while the sun could never bathe her life again. Sentenced to life imprisonment, she could only spend the rest of her life in despair. Naturally, feelings like love were luxuries for her, and she even dared not have hope.

When she was thinking, a guard smashed on the door. Before Chloe took back her thoughts, the man had already expressionless beckoned her to come out, “8097, your visitor!”

“Come on, people are sleeping!”

Other prisoners swore and cursed with discontent. Chloe was in no mood to care about their dissatisfaction because her heart was full of unprecedented panic. Today was not the 18th, and it was about two or three o’clock in the morning.

She couldn’t help wondering why Mike would visit her at such time after three months. Countless reasons flashed in her mind, but none of them could convince Chole. Perhaps it was because of the anxiety, even her belly began to sink and ache.

When Chloe stepped into the familiar poky room, what came into her sight was similar to the last time. Mike was still wearing that black suit and turning his back to her. The only difference was the cigarette butts beside his feet.

The unpleasant smell in the narrow space made Chloe cough violently. It was this voice that interrupted Mike’s thoughts. He crushed out his cigarette and turned around.

The gloomy and cold face shocked Chloe so much that she couldn’t help backing down. Maybe it’s because she hasn’t seen him for several months or the light in the room was too dim, Mike looked even more violent and ruthless. Chloe could even feel some frightening blood smell on him!

Seeing her reaction, Mike stopped and wrinkled his eyebrows. “Come here!”

He looked at her impatiently and said in a bossy tone. Chloe looked at him and finally moved before he got angry. As usual, the man rudely pushed her onto the door and grabbed her hands.

Feeling the crushing pain on her wrists and back, Chloe thought those places must have been bruised again. She opened her mouth to say something but kept it shut in the end. Before Chloe moved, Mike turned her over impatiently.

He was very hasty! Even hastier than he was on the 18th every month! When Chloe was wondering the reason for his haste, Mike suddenly bit on the place where he had bitten countless times and didn’t loosen his teeth until seeing blood dripping out from the scar.

“Do you know”, his voice was as creepy as a ghost, “Sarah is dead!”

The humiliation and suffering on her body were immediately overwhelmed by the shock and anguish that Mike’s words brought her. Sarah was dead! Her mother was dead!