The Prison of Eden

12

With shorter days and longer nights in winter, coupled with the recent windy and rainy weather, it got dark even faster. The wind seeped through the window, making me shiver inexplicably. Then, I heard footsteps, and my heart clenched in fear. As the sound drew closer, I caught a whiff of a familiar mint scent, and my heart suddenly relaxed. It turned out to be my dear stepbrother who had arrived.

I turned my head around with a terrified expression and stood up abruptly. The young man in front of me had bulging veins on his forehead, and his black eyes were filled with a fierce and terrifying aura. "C-Chris, why are you here?" I stuttered. A chilling smirk played on his lips, and he replied, "Nat, why won't you learn? It must be because I'm too nice to you." Right afterward, Christopher gripped my shoulder with his large hands, exerting so much force that it felt like he could crush my bone into pieces.