Marrying the Killer of my Girlfriend
FEELING DIFFERENT

My feet feel numb.

My heart feels like it's gonna fall out.

My head wants to break.

In the midst of my exhaustion, I kept running towards Josh Rainer's room.

I don't want to waste any more time in the midst of the terrible facts that unfold today.

...

Apparently, from the beginning I was targeted to be the scapegoat for the murder of Josh Rainer by his own stepmother.

To make matters worse, my best friend and my fiance's sister helped plot this conspiracy in the first place.

And most confusing of all, I met Celine's biological son who claimed to know me when we were kids.

And he didn't shyly ask me to get married at our first meeting back.

Yes, this is very strange. The son of the one who wanted me to go to prison wanted to marry me instead?

…

There are many hours to think about this confusion later.

However, I cannot relax my current focus on bringing Josh Rainer away.

I'm slowing down my run. Now, I have passed through four rooms to the east wing of this part of the house.

And stopped in front of the door of the room successor Gurnawijaya family who was in the center of the struggle for property and power by his own family.

We're gonna get out of this hell, Josh.

Still trying to control my heartbeat, I slowly opened the doorknob and entered her room.

I've only been away a few hours from here and it all seems like nothing different.

Even though Celine's herd has broken into the surveillance cameras here, the room still looks neat and there's no changing location.

Of course it is. They don't want any suspicion that Josh Rainer was killed by a suspect other than his doctor, do they?

Because so, they prepared all the possible senatural conditions.

Cunning. They're very cruel.

Of all my worries since then, there was finally one thing that made my heart feel better.

Josh Rainer was still breathing in his sleep.

It looked peaceful and was still lying in the same position before I left. He was still in the same clothes and covered in blankets.

Seeing this I was relieved.

Thankfully, they haven't executed Josh. And thankfully they only gave her sleeping pills.

I moved beside him and touched Josh's calm, unaffected face with the frenetic plans of his stepmother in the library next door.

Thank God, he's alive.

The most important thing to do now is wake up Josh Rainer. As soon as possible.

There are many ways doctors usually do to wake up patients after being sedated. Usually we give a pat or pinch on the area of the body that is sick to immediately wake him up.

Josh Rainer was not injured, so no part of his body hurt. So, I decided to pinch and pinch some parts of her body so that she would wake up immediately.

However, the effect of this sleeping drug must still be very strong in Josh's body because it was only injected a few hours before.

But I have to keep trying all the way.

In a hurry, I reached out to both ears quite loudly.

However, there is still no response.

I then pressed her ring finger firmly, she was still unmoved.

Wake up Josh, wake up!

Then I tried to spray the drinking water on the table on his face, he was still silent.

Josh, go! We're running out of time!

He was still at peace in his sleep, like nothing had happened.

Josh, if you were a baby, I'd be holding you in my arms and looking for a way to get down to the balcony below.

But you are an athletic man, just memapahmu I have trouble let alone have to carry you!

I'm still trying various ways, including sticking the tip of the pen into Josh's big toe and the big toe of his accomplice together.

Wake up, let's get up!

I was just afraid of running out of time and being caught by Celine and her entourage.

Unfortunately, there was still no reaction in Josh's body.

I was almost desperate and finally tried to stimulate her through a voice. In fact, this method is the weakest to do compared to touch stimulation.

However, I must really do everything possible for him to wake up.

“Josh Rainer, if you want, wake up now!”

I whispered in his ear, still trying to stick the tip of the pen into his thumb.

Still quiet, no reaction.

I spilled all the drinking water on Josh's face and he's still the same.

“JOSH WE HAVE TO LIVE, LET'S WAKE UP!”

I was about to scream in her ear and wished that none of the Celine herds would listen to the screams from this room.

And at that moment, the two pairs of beautiful eyes finally fell open.

Josh Rainer finally woke up from his sleep!

He then sat down and coughed because of the amount of water coming in from his nose.

Then he realized that from earlier, I had caused pain all over his body.

He then looked at me, which this time must have looked bad. Cemong because it passed through sharp branches in the funeral forest, mud in my pants, to my hair that must have been shriveled after falling from the motor earlier.

“Josh we have to be fast.”

When I asked him to hurry up, Josh instead did something I didn't expect.

He grabbed my arm.

Then he grabbed me into his arm.

She hugged me. Close-fitting.

“Josh.us..”

“Selena, pause for a moment.”

Josh asked me to be quiet to enjoy this moment.

He even tightened his bow for me.

My mind wants to reject this situation.

But, feelings..

This feeling..

It's cozy.

It felt like I found hope again in the midst of a death that was over the edge.

It felt like I wasn't going through a terrible madness and danger in these two weeks.

It felt like I was getting the peace of my world back.

And it feels like Dio is back here.

I don't know why, I enjoyed it.

...

What's wrong with me?

Why does it feel like the weight of my life is gone by hugging Josh?

Why, I who just died my fiancee is even happy when hugged by a man who already has a boyfriend?

Josh Rainer still won't let me go.

Meanwhile, my brain reacts violently to the possibility of death if we just relax and do nothing as quickly as possible.

 “We must hurry, Celine will kill you in a moment. I might also die,” I firmly still in his arms.

Josh didn't answer me. He tightened his arms back to me.

“Josh.”

I'm really in a dilemma. Faced by my brain giving a warning, on the other side of my heart asking for this hug was not finished.

“You don't know what it's like. I thought I couldn't see you anymore,” whispered in my cheek while tightening his arms.

Oh, Josh.

My liver...

I'm devastated to hear it.

In the midst of the current pinch, Josh Rainer's words felt like an oasis to me.

It felt like I saw a beautiful sight after walking hundreds of kilometers away.

I don't care what's right anymore.

I don't even care what happens after this.

All I know is, this man I fought for so much for his life turned out to be able to reverse my sadness.

He was able to give me a sense of calm, comfort and beauty at one time.

Even in our moments of horror as we are today.

Just holding it makes me feel alive.

Am I starting to like it?