Things I Didn’t Know Because It Was The First Time

34 – I Will Kill You

Moreover, since the day she returned from being interrogated, Scarlett often experienced amnesia, only for the memory to come back to her days later.

She was afraid of that period when she had to endure being entirely alone. Her precariousness made her obsession catapult. She couldn’t stand it and ran down the stairs, and Scarlett called out Viktor for the first time.

She grabbed Viktor’s coat as he pulled out a cigarette in front of her door, about to leave.

“Put the chair in its place.”

Viktor, cigarette in hand, turned around.

She continued, trying to catch her breath.

“The chair. You moved it, put it back in its place. Don’t touch my daily life. Don’t try to fix anything!”

“Scarlett Dumfelt.”

Why did he call her Dumfelt? She was a Crimson. She was a watchmaker with the skills of the Crimson family.

She wanted to answer, but no words came out.

Her insecurity has engulfed her.

Viktor dropped his cigarette and wrapped his arms around Scarlett’s waist as she crouched down on the floor.

Scarlett pressed her hand to her chest in his arms, trying to force herself to inhale deeply amidst her rapid breaths. Viktor hugged her, stroking her back.

“... Not even in the navy.”

Viktor clicked his tongue as her panic attacks ensued. He often saw this amongst his naval men. He carried her up to the second floor and placed her on the bed; he then put the chair back into place.

Scarlett couldn’t even sit down as she was exhausted. She lay on her side, looking at Viktor putting her chair back in place.

Whether she was losing her mind or falling asleep, she murmured, sinking into an abyss.

“I will never live with you again. So don’t show up in front of me, ever again.”

She tried to read his expression, but she was too tired to do so.

Scarlett muttered helplessly.

“I will kill you. If you appear before me....”

In a faint, she fell asleep.

Viktor stood in front of her for a while, looking down at Scarlett. His expression – unreadable.

♔♔♔

The alarm rang, and Scarlett woke up to find her curtains closed. Perhaps the street lights were uncomfortable.

“Oh, what should I do?”

Scarlett woke up during the nightmare, feeling her blood rush, and palmed her hands on her forehead. The memories of the night before washed over her, washing her with guilt and embarrassment.

“You threatened to kill Viktor Dumfelt...,” she groaned.

Scarlett opened the curtain first, her face pale.

The subtle gleam of dawn poured into the room, illuminating the surroundings. Her heart skipped a beat. The vault door of her blueprints was open.

She checked the safe and soon noticed that some of the blueprints she had drawn were gone. They were all biplane designs. Besides, the miniature model she had made had disappeared. After her panic attack, she had fallen asleep. During her slumber, Viktor had taken the opportunity to take the evidence he needed.

Scarlett’s face turned white as she sat down in front of the open safe door.

Trams were associated with demons, not to mention planes. The King had declared that nothing should pass over his head. If the blueprints for the biplane were discovered, this would be a death sentence.

Scarlett closed her safe and buried her face in her hands.

The problem was that she thought he had overlooked the tram repair. She was careless to believe he still held feelings for his estranged wife.

She should have been more vigilant. Her heart ached.

Her only regret was, for herself. It was not Viktor who had feelings, it was Scarlett who had fooled herself in pretending to have none.

The fact that Viktor had skipped over the tram repair was mere bait to catch big fish.