Ryan's patience was dripping by the very minutes. His hands were starting to act on their own accord, starting to disobey what his brain said. 
Before he knew it, Rex had taken over and his claws were digging in the flesh of his father's throat. 
The painting dropped from his hands as his eyes glowed up with pain and pleasure of new discovery. The view of Ryan's Alpha look. 
Luckily, Sherry walked in just then and saw the tussle they were engaged in. 
" Ryan, let go of him. Don't you call him father? How can you behave like this with him? "
Her voice sent Rex off and Ryan was back to his senses. 
He let go of his old man, who stumbled on his feet and started coughing , to catch his breath. 
Sherry looked from Ryan to his father and back, for a couple of times. 
Just then, Rose rushed in as well. She hesitated only for a few moment, looking at Ryan's angry face. Then she darted over to his father and whispered something in his ears. 
He looked at her in absolute disgust, 
" How could you be so careless when deciding who to keep on watch. Did you shoot them all on the spot before coming to me? "
Rose looked down with an apologetic expression and it made Ryan smirk. 
He bent down and took Sherry's hand. 
" Let's go... Looks like your little friend escaped. "
He was almost at the edge of the door, pulling Sherry out by her hand when her eyes fell over the poster, that was lying there on the floor. 
She stopped in the middle of her track. Pulled her hand out of Ryan's grip and picked the picture up. 
Ryan tried to stop her but it was too late. She had already seen the painting and her eyes were eagerly searching for answer. 
Rose could not ignore it either. She turned towards it with her mouth slightly open. 
Her eyes could tell a duplicate from a fake. She had been in the auction business beside Ryan's father, for awhile. 
She walked towards the painting with slow steps. 
" What spitting resemblance... " She said it on Sherry's face, who was still trying to understand if the painting was of herself or someone else. It was her yet it wasn't at the same time. It seemed strangely similar to the painting of Ryan, which she had seen in the hospital wall, hanging. It was the same style from the same era. 
" It's worth more than millions... " Rose knew what she was doing as she tried to trace the curves on that picture as Sherry, uncomfortably tried to cover herself. 
" Enough. This is none of your business... "
Ryan pulled it out of her hands and stormed out of that room as Rose kept watching him, till he disappeared. 
Neither Sherry, nor Ryan, spoke as they drove back. 
They were almost near Ryan's place, when Ryan received a text. 
It was from Chong. 
" You won't believe what I found. You need to come right now.Check this out. "
A picture, followed the text. 
Sherry grabbed tightly onto the handle as Ryan turned the car at God speed. 
It seemed like history was hell bent on repeating itself. 
One after the other, ghosts from the past , were starting to haunt him. 
The picture Chong had sent, was that of Sherizad's, long lost Crescent Blade. 
Chong stumbled upon it as he and some of Ryan's men were digging past that abandoned place where Ryan had witnessed the strange presence of magic. The very same place where Sherry used to hang out and smoke with Sarah, her best friend. 
Ryan's mind was racing, trying to put pieces of all the scattered puzzles together. 
Least that he know that it was all due to the activation of the curse that his mother's lover had placed on his and his beloved's soul. 
Sherry watched with wonder as Ryan stopped in front of her favourite place and steadily started sprinting to the top. 
She too, casually walked up, looking at the walls and hopping on one and stretching her legs like old times. 
" Ryan... Didn't expect you to come so fast. "
Chong came walking towards them, with gloves in his hand and mud on them. 
" Wait up. I will show you what I found. "
He whistled as one of Ryan's men came running towards them with something wrapped in a cloth towel. 
Chong carefully unwrapped it, to show the Blade to Ryan. He watched with an expressionless face. Only his brows furrowed. He was definitely worried. 
" Where did you ge that? " He asked. 
" Right over there... "
Chong was about to add some more details when they all turned as the sound of three loud claps, caught their attention. 
Sarah walked towards them in slow motion , with her new found, repulsive attitude. 
Sherry could contain herself no more. She jumped and ran towards her friend, trying to capture her in a tight hug. But she was pushed away brutally. Seeing which Ryan tried to interfere but Sherry lifted her hand, telling him to stay away from the matter. 
" You left me to die while you sat here on a date with this Gangster, dangling your legs in bliss. You have changed Sherry. It was true when they said money ruins relationship. You didn't even bother to check if I was dead or alive. "
Sherry could not counter her aligations, though it was baseless. She knew Sarah was safe before she left the mafia's den. She should have atleast tried to call or text her but too much was going on already. 
" Are you willing to let everything, everybody go, for him, once again? "
This was something that did not come from Sarah. It was Midnight's buried grief.A regret that she had been carrying for eternity. Sherizad's sacrifice. Her sacrifice scattered her entire clan. Midnight only knew that it was a choice she had taken for Ryan. She learnt it from Helos, the mastermind. She had never been able to digest that betrayal. How could a queen of her stature, give up the future of her clan and herself, for a mere lover? 
As the darkness inside her kept pumping, she could no longer refrain from commenting, while watching her walk down the same path. 
Sherry took a deep breath and walked towards her with her face hung in shame. 
" I cannot apologise for what you had to go through because of me. " she began , holding Sarah's hand. 
" But will you find it in your heart to forgive me? I promise, I will make sure you are safe. Always. Before my own self. Please Sarah. "
She begged with her teary eyes and Midnight's soul could not resist the sweet flashbacks from their past. 
When everything was pure. Everything was untouched.