“Please stop it already!”
A desperate scream echoed throughout an elegantly decorated room.
The floor was covered in blood, and a man was lying there motionless.
Tears dripped down from Frey’s eyes as he tightly hugged Bliss’s lifeless body.
His hair, as dark as a night sky, was tangled and drenched in sweat.
His noticeably red lips were trembling, and Frey’s face and body were covered in blood that appeared to belong to Bliss.
