PLAN SUICIDE ON WEDDING NIGHT - Season 3 Episode 62
At her words, Blain burst out laughing.
Leah didn’t flinch at his mockery.
“Did you ever have any sincere feelings for me?” She asked.
For the first time, his eyes wavered. He couldn’t answer. In tense silence, they looked at one another, and she watched the storm arise in his eyes, a flood of emotions that rose in a tide to devour him.
And suddenly, he smiled.
“I like you, Leah,” he whispered, with an abrupt sweetness that was jarring. His hand stroked her hair. “From the first moment we met, until now…”
It sounded like a sincere confession. Immediately contradicted by what he did next.
“So you should have been obedient.” His fingers twisted in her hair and yanked, wrenching her head back. “It’s your fault everything’s a mess!”
He flung her to the ground, his teeth bared, his hate and rage exploding. Leah was terrified as he moved between her thighs, yanking her clothing away with a noise of tearing cloth. In the full light of day, she wrestled with him, fighting to shove him away.
“No, get off me, don’t touch me!”
Leah raked his arms with her nails, to no effect. She slapped his face so hard, his head rocked to one side.
Slowly, he turned to face her again, staring at her in silent menace as she reached to cover her exposed undergarments with torn cloth.
“Don’t pretend, you’re not even pure,” he said coldly. As if she were an object, not the person he loved. “Wasn’t I a fool to care for you?”
“You never cared about me,” she retorted.
“Shut up!!!” Blain shouted furiously, and then his expression shifted again, a sweet smile that was more frightening than insanity. Gently, he tugged at her stiff wrist. “Leah, you love me.”
His voice was forgiving as he caressed her.
“That savage has confused you a little, that’s all.”
Leah’s other hand pressed painfully to her chest. Every kind word made her heart react, a painful squeezing that was so upsetting. Faintly, she could hear the rattling of chains, all but forgotten.
“Tell me that you love me,” Blain whispered. “Then I will be kind to you…”
Those chains were forged from her false feelings. Her heart was beating so fast, and she didn’t want it to, and Leah thought of golden eyes. Her excitement was for the man she truly loved. Her lips parted.
The sound of chains paused.
You can do it, you can do it…
Leah drew a deep breath, and when she spoke, she heard a snapping inside her mind.
“I don’t love you.” She said it without hesitation. It didn’t matter if her heart was racing, it didn’t matter if deafening screams rose inside her mind, she forced the words out stubbornly. “Even if I were born all over again, I would never love you.”
Blain stared at her in shock.
And then he smiled.
“If only you had obeyed,” he said. “I wouldn’t need to make you a doll…”
There was no sanity in his eyes as he gently caressed her cheek.
“You really are so stupid…urgh!”
Suddenly the weight moved off her body and Blain floated for a moment, struggling, before he was violently thrown away, crashing into the garden. And the person she had longed for most was there instead, appearing above her.
“Tell me you love me, Leah.” Ishakan smiled, his golden eyes bright. “And then I will kiss you.”