Marry the one you love

"Here." A tissue was passed down by unfamiliar hands. Sarael looked at those pretty hands and couldn't help but get curious about the face that had such pretty hands.

The girl's elegant figure caught her attention first, Sarael was flustered with her beauty. She had black, long wavy hairs that flowed till her mid-waist. Her brown almond eyes feature popped out from her face and her thin nose to her lips which were painted with shades of cherry red, making them pop out.

"So beautiful." Sarael was so into her beauty that she blurted what she was thinking in her mind.

The lady chuckled hearing her compliment, "Thank you." She replied. Sarael covered her mouth realizing she blurted out unknowingly.

She turned red and bowed her head asking forgiveness.

The girl didn't take it to heart. She introduces herself to Sarael. She was Yvonne, a student from the business department. Sarael was curious about what a business student was doing in the medical department? And she couldn't help herself from asking it.

"I am here to meet one of my seniors and saw you crying here," Yvonne said, making her sit down on a bench together with her and smiling at her.

Sarael was surprised that people like Yvonne can be humble. From her clothes to accessories, everything shouted the rich. From what Sarael met there are two types of people, one who is like her who are taken advantage of because they don't have money like them or the rich who are devils. Yvonne was different from them. She was a fairy in the world of devils.

Yvonne's phone started to ring, she looked at the caller id then again at Sarael. "I should go now. Let's meet again next time." Yvonne stood up and forwarded her hand towards Sarael, smiling.

Sarael got up and shook hands with her, "Sure." She nodded to Yvonne's arrangement. Yvonne took the call as she walked away. She let out a villainous smirk and greeted the person on the other side.

"She can be a good puppet," Yvonne said to the anonymous person, walking towards Sebastian's villa.

She cut the call after saying her words. She walked across the garden and stopped before a weak rose plant. She hunched down and looked at the weak plant, it was dying already.

Yvonne let out a smirk with eyes filled with pity, "Weaker ones are most powerful because you can get pity." She said, before plucking the flower of the plant.

She took out a cigar and lit it up, and then ruthlessly set fire to the weak rose plant and walked away leaving the burning plant like that.

"And I hate weak ones." She mumbled while walking away and smiling happily as if nothing happened.

She walked inside the villa. No one was there, the stillness in the air and the cold air surrounded her. She was not afraid of it, instead, she was familiar with the darkness more than others. She rules the darkness, how can dark and coldness make her shudder when it's vice versa.

Yvonne walked up to the bar and sat on one of the chairs. She poured two glasses of whiskey and put the flower she picked before on one of the glasses while drinking from the other.

Sebastian walked in, just then. He was a bit surprised at seeing her. He walked up to her, curious why she came here, "Why are you here?" He asked, sitting down on the chair beside her.

Yvonne took a sip of her drink and glanced back at him, "Why? Can't I come here?" She questioned back, smiling.

Sebastian scoffed at her words, he poured a drink for himself and took a sip.

"She wished to see you get married to the one you love," Yvonne said about the reason why she came. Sebastian paused for a second after hearing her. He knows exactly who is and the wish she made is making things difficult for him.

Marriage, love, from which he ran away for years in fear was now knocking on his door, he knew he had to open his door but he didn't want to. The wish of hers was the most important one but this one he doesn't know whether he can fulfill.

Sebastian looked up at her, and let out a sad smile, "You know it's not possible. I can't love anyone." He said in grief.

Yvonne knew what he meant by that but she also knows he should marry only Sarael, that was her job to make sure.