Page 59 of His Cursed Heart

It feels like everything is useless. Like I can't do something right...I don't deserve to do something right.

I've always been like this. Someone's doll.

I was Hanibal's doll after Mom collapsed. After Keres left too, everything got worse.

And now, I'm Keaton's only chance to get his rightful throne.

And all I ask for is Vincent.

"Is he giving you a headache?" Venus asks.

And I know in that moment that I won't tell her about my deal with him. It's the first time I'm lying to her, but it's for the best.

"Of course he's giving me one." I say with a smile, trying to trick her.

"Mhm," Venus doesn't take my answer as a truthful one. She's too smart for that. " We need to talk." My

muscles immediately tense.

And like she can feel the tension, she adds quickly: "Vincent is fine." I let out a sigh.

"Have you talked with your husband about Keres?" I turn my palms into fists.

"No." An image of me screaming at him at the hotel possesses my mind.

I try to avoid this subject when I'm talking with him. I always bring up the fact that is his fault she died, and he always reminds me that I left her.

It's a never ending cycle.

"Have you been at her grave?" I feel my nails penetrate my skin.

Of course I haven't. Just the thought that she's there, buried under all that dirt makes me angry.

I haven't seen her since almost three years ago when I decided to bury my last remaining piece of heart.

"I can't go there." I choose to say.

"Good, because you deserve to say goodbye."

"What are you talking about?" I say confused.

Venus sighs and I'm more and more impatient.

"Someone stole her body."

And my body stops.

I'm frozen.

Did she just say that someone stole her body?

I try to speak, but my brain is empty.

"Somebody stole her body before the funeral. The security cameras didn't catch the person, but they believe it's someone from inside." Venus is still talking but I'm stuck in a trance.

I feel my blood starting to boil.

He knew.

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