The sunset's afterglow, like spilled blood, stained Nicola's bedroom a jarring orange-red.
CRASH!
Another crystal glass exploded against the wall, its shards scratching across Seville's poster, cutting a hideous gash across his gentle smile.
"SOB, SOB... Seville, how could you look at me that way?"
Nicola sprawled on the bed, wailing, her carefully styled golden curls clinging messily to her tear-streaked face.
She clutched the cracked Support Bracelet in a death grip.
It was a VIP gift Seville had given her with his own hands; now the signature on its surface was blurred and indistinct.
"Female Master, are you alright?"
Lu Chengfeng had just taken a half step forward.
Nicola suddenly lashed out, her sharp nails gouging three bloody lines into his arm.
"Get out! I don't want to see any of you!"
She hysterically tore down the canopy over her bed.
"Get out, get out, get out! Don't bother me!"
Nemo's shark fin twitched anxiously.
"But..."
"Get out!"
