The Dark Secret of the Actress
Chapter 2 & RGSA - Girl In Memory

It is a picture of a young girl lying helplessly in a hospital bed with an infusion attached to the back of her hand. Not only infusions, but ventilators and also feeding hoses.

With the full medical equipment around him, at a glance people will immediately know what kind of situation the girl is in.

Vegetative conditions, or..

Commas.

"I, i, this is impossible." Shocked to death, Catalina's voice falters when she sees a picture of a girl with a familiar face plastered for real on a piece of paper that Nick shows. No. gabe. Not a stranger. But very, very familiar. So familiar, he felt that the face was printed from the same print as him.

Really similar.

However, the portrait of a girl who had the same face as him, how could Nick have it?

It petrified for a moment. Then his gaze shifted, looking at Nick with a full-fledged look. He doesn't know how or where Nick got it. But his mind was empty. The alarm kept ringing in his head as if to say that this was not a situation where he had to think badly. But it is impossible that he does not suspect.

He suspects Nick. No. gabe. He's just worried. So worried that it scared him.

What the hell happened to him?

Wh why?

What was?

Thinking about how such bad things happened to the girl, her body staggered and then fell down the road like a leaf blown by the wind.

He is powerless. Very, very helpless.

All his strength suddenly disappeared when the face he so desperately wanted to see was right in front of him, not in good shape. But even so, he knew more than anyone who exactly the figure was. No matter how pale his face was, no matter how thin his body was, he still recognized him.

Painful memories coming from the past suddenly rolled on his head like a broken cassette, making a clear drop fall from the corner of his eye.

Tatyana.

Is correct. That was Tatiana.

His twin.

Her favorite

Her love.

Everything for him.

"Tatiana, how is it possible?" he murmured in the dark. The pain that was slowly present made her unable to resist crying. His body trembled and he finally sobbed as tears flocked down without being asked.

A deep pain, a pain from a wound, in the end he felt something that was not beside him but was gone. Someone he never saw, someone he never touched, someone he never hugged, why was it so empty that it was hard for him to hold on to his consciousness?

Even the wounds on his body, still less hurt than the wounds on his heart. Something he could not see but felt real. Something that. ah shit, he really can't translate this kind of feeling. But it hurts so much.

Fortunately, there were no street lights around. So no one can see how things are now. How sad, how down, how broken he was just because of something he didn't have.

Seconds change minutes. The darkness of the night made the atmosphere even more silent. The silence changed slowly. That way, it was impossible for the people who had been watching him not to know about his grief and crying. But who cares? Whether they really don't know or pretend not to know, it's none of his business.

Seeing how Catalina was crying, Nick raised his hand, asking that the mercenaries withdraw.

Getting instructions, they immediately retreated then slowly disappeared in the darkness. Leave two people who still survive with the content of their minds.

Realizing that there was no one else but Nick, Catalina slowly got up. Then he walked slowly towards her. "Say, where's Tatiana?" His voice was deep, full of emphasis. He's clutching Nick's shirt collar. "Say, or I'll kill you while your flock is gone." There was not the slightest trace of tenderness left of him, only anger and hatred.

Instead of being scared, Nick chuckled. "Your courage is incredible." And it's not at all disturbed by what Catalina did. To him, the girl's courage was all he needed. "However I know more than anyone you can't do." There are advantages, then there are disadvantages. And that's the lack of Catalina.

That young girl can't kill people. Not because he couldn't, he just didn't have the courage. He also has no power or power. Let alone killing, hurting even he was sure the girl could not do it.

Don't know how the girl's life has been, don't know what she's been doing all this time.

But he heard that his life was very straight and far from a problem. In addition to college and part-time work, almost everything the girl does is positive. Not looking for trouble, not looking for a commotion, polite and most importantly can control yourself well.

Even though he was arrogant and not so good at making friends, if it was in his hands and in his care, just wait for what the change would be like. He can't wait for that.

Catalina tightened her grip. "Now I can do it." There was not a single bit of fear that he felt. Other than resentment and hatred, the most powerful of them was the desire to kill the person who had already hurt Tatiana.

Despite no longer practicing martial arts since entering college, Catalina believes her ability is still good enough if only to break the neck of the old man in front of her. And even if he had to deal with the police for a murder case that he might have committed, if for Tatiana, he would not regret even having to languish behind bars for the rest of his life.

The price of this old man's life, was certainly not comparable to the life of his little sister. If he let go of the figure that had already hurt Tatiana, the figure that had made the girl lying in the hospital, by finishing her off, might be enough to quell the anger in her heart.

Nick held his breath as he felt Catalina's grip grow stronger. This girl in front of him was completely insane. And he felt that the girl would really kill him if he dared to provoke her again.

"Sure you can do it." Nick's words were broken and they looked at each other. "Yet you'll never see your sister again." With the remaining vocabulary, he added.

The only reason Nick is looking for Catalina, is for Tatiana. The only hope left was to find the perpetrator who had left Tatiana lying helpless in a hospital bed. If it wasn't for that, he wouldn't have taken the trouble to go look for it.

Hearing the word "sister girl" mentioned by Nick, Catalina soon realized what she was doing. The shadow of the separation that occurred in the past, the dark memory of the inevitable parting, the painful image of losing each other made it realize if the tiring life he lived all along, just for Tatiana. So that he can find and find it. So they can get together like they used to when they were together.

But when he saw his powerless body, that hope deflated like a balloon that lost air. His hope, his purpose in life, his happiness, without him, there was no point in living.

Seeing Catalina's anger slowly subside, Nick said, "Let go of me, Catalina. I'm the only person you can count on." His voice was getting lower as the words were thrown. If he hasn't mentioned it, then Catalina's other weakness is Tatiana.

Catalina quickly returned to her senses. But he did not release Nick. He doesn't know who Nick is or what his motives are. Whether he's Tatiana's confidant or not. But he was afraid to vent his anger and hatred on the wrong people.

Is Nick really the one he should kill?

He stared at the man for some time before finally completely letting go. He was afraid of targeting the wrong people. But not that, the most frightening thing was that he could not meet Tatiana if this person died.

Nick's chest went up and down with a breath of breath. Like a forty-two-kilometer marathon, he was completely out of breath. Not to mention the pressure Catalina exerted. That was enough to sound the alarm of the danger sign in his head.

Even if Catalina could not kill, the girl was good at putting pressure on her opponent. It would be very profitable if he could make it as a replacement for Tatiana.

After releasing Nick, Catalina's body shook. He always felt devastated whenever he remembered his sister. His legs became limp and when he felt about to fall, he squatted down. He slipped his fingers into the hair of his head, then squeezed it.

He's frustrated.