Ray POV
"Grrhh! Arrrghhh!"
I watched as my body moved on its own to throw, stomp, punch, or kick anything in sight inside my ho office.
Based on the latest psychological test that I did with a colleague, I was supposed to have alexithymia on top of my sociopathy. The test indicated that I couldn’t feel emotions like others and couldn’t sympathize with them at all.
Or to make it easier to understand, my heart was numb.
Then how could my body contain so much right at the mont that it broke like a dam?
The fury in my heart was overflowing right now, and I was astonished by myself because I still had the strength and energy to punch the walls a few tis even after my knuckles were bleeding.
Just as I expected, Claudia beca a trigger for , because for every small thing she did, my brain would analyze every single detail, and my heart would act before I could process the most logical thing to do.
I should’ve maintained my calm while trying to get Claudia’s wedding ring. She was timid, like a rat that would bite once cornered. In fact, that plan had long been ford before I returned ho.
But when I saw Claudia’s reaction, and how she snatched Miles’ wedding ring and clutched it tightly to her chest, the plan I had in mind simply vanished into thin air.
I couldn’t control myself seeing her still thinking about getting back together with Miles even after everything that had happened.
Was she an idiot?
Or maybe I was the idiot for letting sothing so trivial like cheap wedding rings get under my skin.
When Claudia locked herself in her room, I had an urge to just kick the door open and forcefully take away those wedding rings, then flush them down the toilet.
But she begged...
Claudia actually begged to leave her alone, and my body simply... stopped. I couldn’t kick the door open and simply stood in front of her door for a long ti before going back to my office.
Funnily, the mont I entered this office, all the strength that was lost from Claudia’s begging suddenly returned, and so did the overwhelming rage that consud .
I raged like never before. My head began aching, and so did my heart. Everything that happened inside the ho office beca a blurry event, and the only reason I snapped out of it was the blood on my knuckles.
I finally stopped punching the walls and fell on my knees while staring at my bloodied knuckles. As my gaze gradually cleared up, I looked at my surroundings, astonished by the damage that I caused to my ticulously arranged ho office.
"What... what is wrong with ?"
Yes, what was wrong with ?
I knew I was never sane. Every single test and diagnosis I got for myself always led to being borderline sociopathic.
But this wasn’t the "wrong" I thought about myself.
Because never in my life would I ever hurt myself like this, even when I was being tornted by my stepmother and Miles.
It was foolish to harm yourself when you could harm your enemies instead.
But this was such a hopeless situation for , because I couldn’t hurt Claudia, and seeing her tears was the bane of my life—a fatal weakness that I had just recently learned.
"What is wrong with ? Why am I so angry over her useless wedding rings?"
That question lingered like a parasite that refused to leave alone.
Had I gone even madder because of Claudia? But why? Why was she so important that her very being could inflict such tornt on ?
"Urghh!"
I clutched my head as it began to hurt, then moved my hands to clutch my chest instead, because that part also began to ache.
At first, I thought this feeling was similar to those monts when my stepmother would torture until I almost died, just so Miles could inherit Gatlin Gold instead of .
But no, it was different.
As my head and heart continued to hurt, I began recalling that single mont when my real mother died in front of my eyes—how life slowly dissipated from her eyes, and how she desperately tried to reach just so she could protect one more ti.
Yes, this aching in my body was similar to that mont, and it was so devastating and traumatizing that I beca mute for a few years.
So, would I beco mute over Claudia’s wedding rings?
That was just plain stupid!
I fell to the ground as the headache and heartache beca too much for to bear. My gaze began to blur once more, and everything went dark after that.
**
Oh, Ray Gatlin, do you think that a monster like you can have a happy ending?
That lodious yet irritating voice forced to open my eyes.
And in front of sat Miles and Claudia in their cheap rental wedding suit and dress.
Claudia was holding a fake flower bouquet that she ordered online for ten bucks, and the worst part was the cheap wedding rings they worked so hard to get.
Claudia looked down at with a smile that was far too wide.
"Oh, I’m so glad that I left you back then. It was the right choice, because now I’m married to a normal man—a man who can love and not think of as an item or a lab rat. Unlike you—you filthy mongrel who deserves to die alone and in agony."
Her words stung as usual, yet my focus was entirely on those conspicuous wedding rings.
"I demand you take that off, Claudia!"
"And what right do you have over , Ray? I am now married to Miles, the man who loves wholeheartedly..."
"He doesn’t love you! He’s just as filthy as I am—no, he’s even worse!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "You’re better off marrying a monster like instead of a pathetic man like him!"
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