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Season 7

Episode 66

( I won't let you die)

"No! No! You are not a monster! Don't say that." Sean patted Emily mildly on her back and consoled her. He clutched her hands so tightly as if he wanted to transfuse power into her body. "I fell to the ground by accident. It is not your fault. You don't have to worry about this,"  Sean soothed.    

But Emily was too intelligent a girl to be so easily fooled. She saw through his lie instantly and started to weep with her head hanging low. "You can't fool me, Sean. I did it, right? I hurt you. You are always so very careful about everything. 

How could it be possible that you'd hurt yourself in a clumsy accident?" Emily spoke in a very low tone as if she were whispering, and feeling very guilty. .    

Sean, however, was still trying to sell her on his lie, "Even the best horse sometimes stumbles, not to mention a common man like me. I hadn't slept well for quite a few days, so I tripped and fell by accident."  

Emily cried harder and her eyes went red with tears. She shook her head and sobbed, "No, that's not true. You're lying. I remember. It was I who hurt you."    

Sean was shocked by her words. A sudden flurry of emotion slipped out from his concerned eyes, but he concealed it instantly. "What else do you remember? Tell me, Cloris."   

 But Emily just shook her head and replied sadly, "Nothing else. I just remember a hazy figure..."  

  She lifted her hand and continued almost absently in a trembling voice, "I remember it was this hand. This hand hurt you." She stared at the offending limb as if it belonged to someone else. Confusion was painfully evident in her trembling lips.   

 "Cloris, it's okay. Don't worry!" he instantly assured her. Sean held Emily tightly to his chest and comforted her as gently as he could, "Everything is going to be alright. I will do everything I can to cure you. A bad girl is living in your body, but don't be scared. I will chase her away."  

"Sean, I'm afraid! I'm afraid that one day I will no longer be here. That I will no longer be myself." Emily leaned her head into Sean's chest, sobbing bitterly.    

"You're just ill right now, but it's not that serious. Besides, I won't let you become someone else." Sean held tightly to her as she continued to weep. "It is not your fault, so don't blame yourself. All you have to do, is to take good care of yourself. That will be the best gift for me." He forced a smile and gently stroked her cheek.  

  But however hard Sean tried to comfort her, Emily was still lost in a dismal well of deep pain. She could feel that sometimes her body slipped out of her control. It was as if someone else was living in her body and took control of it when she wasn't looking.  

She could no longer even tell whether she was the owner of her body.  

  The more Emily considered it, the more she thought herself a monster. She was a monster who was apt to hurt other people.   

 Every time she fell asleep, the person living in her body would wake up. And this other woman tried every means possible to hurt her dear brother, Sean.

    She knew this to be true from the new scars that appeared daily on him. The evidence was clear, the body snatcher was hell-bent on hurting him.   

 Certainly no one else in this castle would dare to hurt Sean.    

Only she, only she could hurt him.    

Emily felt sickened with herself and started to suffer from a severe depression. Every night, she would have a nightmare where she died in an extremely miserable way.  

Then, she dared not and could not fall asleep on her own. Fearful of sleep, she had to have Sean keeping her company every night, or she would find no peace. 

   Now, at this moment, she was in no mood to care about Jacob, for she was not really Emily. In this moment she was just Cloris. To her, Jacob was just a man she had a little crush on, but far from someone she loved.  

  The one who loved Jacob, was the real Emily, not Cloris.   

 Sean spared no efforts to kill off the real soul of Emily, and he strove to strengthen Cloris' soul. But the fragile essence of Cloris would break down every time after Sean tried to build her up.  

  Sean was absolutely worn out, but he didn't give up. On the one hand, he comforted Emily and reassured her. On the other hand, he tried every means of treating her. In the evening, he was sitting beside Emily's bed as usual, waiting for her to fall asleep. He frowned as he carefully studied her face. To him, the fact that the real Emily didn't turn up any more was the best news he had heard these past few days.  

As for the problems of the soul of Cloris, these could be solved later in the future.    He could not bear to watch his baby sister suffer from such a great agony.    

Emily had lost a lot of weight recently. Her face, which had once been plump, had become sunken in. Dark circles formed around her eyes, making her look gaunt and worn down. She weakened and withered like a flower removed from water.   

Looking at her pale complexion, Sean felt his heart aching. He stroked Emily's hair and accompanied her quietly to her bed.

As they were sitting together in a rare moment of peace, the drug addiction suddenly attacked him. The sensation was as if hundreds of ants were suddenly biting into his flesh. It was pure agony and threatened to drive him mad. 

 He hadn't let, nor ever wanted Emily to see him like this. Never!   

 Thinking about this, Sean stumbled from Emily's bedroom and struggled to lock himself away in his own room. He set his back against the wall for support, and slipped down to the floor, bearing the agony on his own.    

Even a highly skilled doctor could not always treat himself.    

Sean fainted in agony. After some time, he came to with sweat trickling down his face, and stinging his weary eyes. His clothes were all wet, and his hair stuck to his face. Fortunately, he felt better though, as the pain had been reduced to a manageable ache.    

After such a long time's suffering, Sean was really worn out. He struggled to the bathroom to take a shower. Finally cleansed from the aftermath of the episode, he changed from his damp and crumpled clothes to dry ones. Feeling a little more human, he went to check on Emily. But he was shocked by what he saw when he opened her bedroom door.  

Emily had already woken up. She was now sitting beside the open window. Her blouse was blowing in the cold wind, making her look even more emaciated. Her skeletal figure was outlined against the gauzy garment which she was wearing as she leaned out the window. 

The wind swayed her body, making her appear like a broken-winged butterfly, struggling against the strong wind. It was as if she could drop to the ground at any second.    

"Cloris!" Sean shouted. An unspeakable panic arose from his heart as he saw Emily at the window sill. He dashed towards her and clutched her tightly to his chest. It was as if he was afraid that she would disappear any second now. "What are you doing?" he asked anxiously.  

"I just, I just want to take a look at the outside world,"  Emily mumbled. She was a bit confused, and looked at him with glassy eyes.   

 Sean didn't know who had taken control of her body now, but he still spoke in a tender voice, "That's enough. Let's go inside, alright? The wind is a bit strong here. You'll get cold. Let's just go inside. I'll accompany you, alright?"   

 Emily didn't resist his guiding arms, but she asked in confusion, "Sean, you were not here just now. Where were you?"   

 "I had something to handle earlier. But I'm back now,"  he explained, as if to a child. He did not meet her eyes though and drew a deep breath to cover up his lie. He had no wish to tell her the truth, so he deflected, "I promise, I will never leave you alone. I will stay by your side from now on."    

"No, no. I don't want you to do that." Emily shook her head vehemently as she heard his words.  

He was puzzled by her answer, so he held her more tightly. "Why? What happened? Why did you say that?" he asked urgently.    

"I would just hurt other people, if I continue living in this world. I don't want you to get hurt again. Sean, I want to leave this world,"  Emily said in a sad but determined tone.    

"No! You can't do this!" he scolded.    

Sean almost became mad at her words. But when he saw the frightened look on her face, he felt his heart ache. He gently held Emily's face between his hands and drew her closer. "Cloris, hang on! Be strong, okay? I will cure you. I promise. Just hang on, please..." he implored with eyes welling up with tears.    

The depression of Cloris would only make the soul of Emily stronger and stronger. In the end, the soul of Cloris would be pushed from this body and finally disappear for ever. This was the last thing in the world that Sean wanted to see.  

"I don't know how long I can hang on. The only thing I know is that I'm really hurting now. It's like I'm not the owner of my body. I can't control it,"  she started to weep.    

Emily was on the verge of breaking down. She could not accept the fact that she was responsible for hurting other people, let alone that she had hurt her dear brother.    

"Don't be silly!" Sean scolded. Sean seldom became angry. But this time, he was more furious than when he had seen Emily walk out of Jacob's room. "You are who you are! No one can take away your body or your soul from you!"    

He grabbed her hands forcefully and stared straight at her. But she was already lost in a deep melancholy. She lived in agony everyday, and was just waiting for an opportunity to leave this world, leave the pain forever. So every time she was out of his sight, she would try to commit suicide.  

But every time Sean had fortunately noticed her intention before she could do anything, so she hadn't succeeded, yet.    However, the last time he had almost been too late. Emily had slit her wrists, and her blood had filled the bathtub with a dazzlingly red tide.    

When it had happened, she had felt an intense and unprecedented tranquility. She had closed her eyes, enjoying the serenity as she floated in the bathtub while her blood mixed with the warm water. Falling asleep she had sunk to the bottom of the bath, not knowing whether her pleasant exhaustion was from fatigue or blood loss.    

When Sean kicked open the door, he saw her blood everywhere. It was in the bathtub and on the floor, some had even sprayed against the wall. His eyes had glazed red as he filled with rage at this scene, just like a beast losing its mind.  

"No! I won't let you die! Never!" he had exclaimed hysterically.



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