The Ball Night

The Shadow

Jack's P.O.V

Ugh...this has to be the most painful experience I have ever been in. I know I said it before, but I have every right to fucking complain! I could hardly sleep, I can't turn without flinching from the horrible pain.

Although, I am getting my ability to move a bit and talk normally than just broke down sentences like a doofus. I can breathe some what normal now, and my only source of entertainment was the crackling fire in front of me.

After I woke up literally an hour ago, maid and servants bursting through my room and began to tidy up the place. I laughed, I guess that's why I woke up alone. Catherine probably couldn't stand the smell of my dried up blood and left.

Which is by far the only good thing that has happened to me, I was alone. Back then I couldn't stand the thought of being without Catherine, now all I want it is to be by myself.

I can't tell what time it is, the giant black curtain blocked any source of daylight to come into my room. However, I can sense that it was 4 in the morning, based off of my street intuition.

So far no one has visited me, unless you count the maids that came in and cleaned my wounds. If I could move enough, I would of locked the damn door and barricade it just to have some peace and quiet.

I also know that Catherine is safe, Francis won't do shit to her until the wedding day. Although Catherine's appearance makes him even crazier, he won't do anything to harm her.

Bonus, he still doesn't have a clue about us being married, so he can't use me as an advantage yet. I just don't know what to do anymore, it's as if I have lost my purpose.

My plan was so simple, yet I screwed it all up somehow. I had so many chances to kill Francis, I thought it would be a bright idea to make myself a prince just so Catherine and I can live easy. I should of just shot him again and left him for dead in the snow when I first met him, how a small choice can flip on you so quick.

I sigh, I'm not even sure why Catherine is even with me anymore, there's nothing I can give or do for her now. I am just a walking freak at this point, what good will I be to her? Even if I do recover from this, I'm just going to fail again and be locked in Francis's dungeon forever.

There's a part of me that wants to push Catherine away from me, and the other is clinging onto her for dear life. I-

Someone opened the door, and it suddenly closed. I raised an eyebrow, no one has entered the room at all. I was confused, did I just witness my first ghost encounter? Huh, I didn't even know this palace was haunted.

"Jack."

My eyes widen as I turned my head to the side and saw Levine, standing in the middle of the room, his mouth slightly opened with shock. My heart dropped, I completely forgotten about him.

Suddenly, a wave of rage began to grow in me as I angrily stared at Levine.

"This...is all your fault." I softly said.

Levine slowly shakes his eyes as tears were forming and falling down his cheeks. He took a step towards me, staring at my chest. Once he was finally close enough, he covered his mouth as he gasped.

I chuckled," Are you happy on how things turned out, brother? Isn't this what you wanted? Hm? For me to be fucked and get my breast removed and have my wife sleeping with a psycho?!"

It hurt to yell, literally it stung just to raise my voice but I had to let it out.

"No...Jack. I never intended any of this to happen. I never thought I would set foot in this castle again until now." He said.