"Rosemary was lying; I knew it the moment I saw her face. She was only pretending not to love him, but deep down, she did. Now that we’ve discovered he is our brother, she has no reason to stay away from him."
"I think it’s time for me to learn to accept this truth—that he is my blood, and I must find a way to distance myself from him."
Roseline stood in the kitchen, trying to prepare dinner for them, but her thoughts kept swirling around, making it difficult to focus.
It was becoming increasingly frustrating for her. What should have been a simple acceptance, like her sister's, felt impossible. She couldn’t comprehend the depth of the love she felt for her own brother. After all, she hadn’t known he was her brother until recently, and pushing those feelings away was proving to be a challenge.
"Gosh... Rose, I’m not sure you can handle this, but let’s see how it goes," she muttered to herself as she continued cooking.
The night was growing late, and Sam needed to eat before going to bed. He hadn’t had a proper meal in a while, and he was the main reason she was preparing this food. If it weren’t for him, she wouldn’t have even considered cooking.
Within a few moments, she finished preparing the meal. All that was left was to invite Sam to the dining table, which she had set with mouthwatering dishes, filled with chicken and other delicious ingredients. She knew very well that Sam loved meat, which is why she made it the primary ingredient in her cooking.
 So, when she headed to Sam's room to invite him to come and eat, she started hearing a moan. It sounded so flesh, and she could hear the flesh pounding. Whoever was doing that must be enjoying themselves because she could hear their emotions flowing smoothly.
"I love you so much! I just do not care how this is going to be, but I want this to keep repeating itself. Eat me, baby, I love it! Yeah! You are hitting the very right spot! You are there my love! I need you to put more pressure!" The voice kept sounding, leaving Rose wondering where it was coming from. She knew there were no other people living in the house other than her, her sister, and Sam.
She paused, listening closely to the voice that was coming from Sam's room. It sounded exactly like her sister's. Her breathing became heavy as she braced herself for what could be the most heartbreaking moment of her life. She already loved this Sam and she thought he loved her too! How could he be with her sister? She didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but she needed to see it with her own eyes first.
When she reached Sam's door, she gently opened it. Sam and Rosemary were still in bed, completely unaware that she was watching them. Mary was moaning loudly, and Sam's breathing grew heavy, lost in their shared intimacy. In that moment, they seemed to forget that they were at home and that she was nearby.
Watching them, her heart felt like it was bleeding. Tears filled her eyes as she covered her mouth in shock. It was a truly heartbreaking moment. It was exactly what she expected.
"Yeah, I love it, give me a kiss, baby! Kiss me more; now I want you to go deeper! I'm yours to deal with!" Rosemary kept moaning, and he was behind her, pounding her so roughly.
The fresh and raw sound filled the room as she breathed heavily.
"Do you like it, baby? Do you want more?" he asked.
"Yes, of course, go on, baby!!" she responded.
"Rosemary!!!" Roseline finally called out in anger, her heart breaking as she watched a scene that shattered her world.
At the mere hearing of her voice, both of them sprang apart from the bed, shock etched on their faces. It dawned on them that they had made a huge mistake; their emotions had led them astray.
Rosemary weakly grabbed her clothes, using them to cover herself as she hurriedly climbed off the bed, trying to maintain distance from Sam, both of them breathing heavily.
"You told me you had nothing to do with him! I could see that you were just trying to deceive me so you could have him all to yourself!" she yelled at her.
"No! That’s not true, Rose! It’s not what you think! I’m really sorry..." Rosemary began, but Roseline interrupted her.
"Oh, that’s exactly what you said not long ago! And now, here you are with him in bed! you’re finally taking him away from me!" She muttered, tears welling in her eyes, then turned her gaze to Sam, who sat silently on the bed.
"I'm so sorry! We never wanted this... We didn’t know what came over us. I’m truly sorry," he started to apologize, but Rose couldn’t bear to listen; she could only look at him in silence.
She vividly remembered how she had found him alone in the forest. Anyone else might have run away and never looked back, but she had stood by him, brought him into her life, only for him to betray her by sleeping with her sister—who was also supposed to be his sister.
"Rose..." he said, standing from the bed, trying to reach out to her. But she ran out of the house, tears streaming down her face. All she wanted was to escape to a place where she could forget this betrayal, a place where she would never have to see their faces again.
As she ran away from them, Sam and Rosemary exchanged worried glances. Without hesitation, Rosemary sprinted after her sister. It was then that she realized her sister was not heading to her room but was instead running into the streets and continuing to flee.
"Wait! Rose, please! It’s not what you think! I promise it will never happen again! I’m so sorry! Please stop!" she shouted, but Rose didn’t even look back as she disappeared from sight.
Although Rosemary wanted to chase after her sister, she felt awkward in her current state, barely covering herself. Quickly, she dashed back to her room, put on some clothes, and then hurried out into the streets to search for her sister.
                • John's Home •
Tonight, John has a special guest. He is a close friend of Finn, who was Rosemary's boyfriend. John is also the policeman investigating the case of Sam Ola, the monster among the people. Since the investigation has been taking too long, Adam Greyhound decided to pay him a visit to understand the delay.
"A simple task was assigned to the police, yet it has taken far too long to be completed. What exactly is going on?" Greyhound asked, while John smiled at him as they sat in the parlor discussing the matter.
"You see, the police have already identified the man in question, but this is not a war that the police can fight," John responded.
"How did you mean? Is there a specific type of war meant for the police? It is your duty to make sure that the city is safe, and to do that, you must find Sam and kill him as soon as possible, before tomorrow, or else you will no longer be capable of leading the police" Adam Greyhound threatened before trying to storm out of his house.
"I wonder what happens when the police hears that you have been sleeping with your daughter, mainly forcing yourself on her" John said, his voice dripping with malice. Adam immediately turned to him, a look of fear etched on his face, wondering how John had found out.
Adam wasn't surprised that John knew. He made that statement to convince Adam that they had actually found Sam Olason. He was the only one who could have revealed such a secret.
"You see? That was exactly what I was talking about. What will the police do when they discover that you, the great Adam Greyhound, is the one ruining the community while pretending to be its savior?" John asked, a deadly smile creeping across his face. He knew Adam was in deep trouble. The situation was already spiraling out of control, just like the very issue Adam had hoped to silence by killing Sam. It seemed that Sam was winning instead.