Why?

The dimly lit room was shrouded in an eerie silence, the air heavy with the weight of Si Jian's darkest memories. Huan Jing, the notorious mafia prodigy, and The Silver Mask, the psychopathic killer, Si Jian, face concealed by the shadows. The room's cold, walls seemed to close in on her, echoing her growing sense of despair.

Si Jian, had always been the embodiment of stoic resilience. But tonight, as she recounted the traumatic events of her past, even her steely demeanor began to crumble.

Her voice quivered,tears continuously flowing and refusing to stop" My grandparents had come to rescue me from the clutches of your family's darkness."

As Si Jian spoke, the room seemed to darken further, as if nature itself mourned the tragedy she was about to reveal.

"They arrived at the airport, their faces etched with determination. They were my last hope, my saviors. But before they could even reach me, they were mercilessly gunned down in the airport,by YOUR PARENTS. IT WAS YOUR FREAKING FATHER HUAN JING….."her voice quivered and eyes flowed a tormenting pain as she kept holding the collar of Huan Jing threateningly.

Si Jian's eyes welled up with tears, and a lump formed in her throat as the memories flooded back. She continued, "The entire state of Vermont was thrown into chaos, and a curfew descended like a shroud over the land, marking the occasion of their death."

Huan Jing remained silent, his masked face unreadable, while Si Jian's voice quivered with pain. "YOUR FATHER,THE FREAKING PATRIARCH OF YOUR FAMILY BROUGHT THEIR LIFELESS BODY INTO MY HOUSE INFRONT IF MY EYES AND SUBMERGED THEIR BODY IN OUR BACKYARD POOL FOREVER OUT OF MY REACH…I WAS THERE INFRONT HELD DOWN BY YOUR GAURDS..I KEPT SCREAMING MR.HUAN FREAKING JING..I WAS WAILING AND CRYING AND SCREAMING..MY EYES WERE NOT TIRED OF CRYING AND TRYINC TO SAVE ANYONE OF MY LOVED ONES I COULD EVEN IF IT WAS JUST THEIR LIFELESS BODY BECAUSE I FAILED TO SAVE MY MOTHER AND FATHER ….AND MY SISTER…EVERYTHING WAS SHATTERING DOWN INFRONT OF MY EYES..I WAS YEARNING AND FREAKING TRYING TO SAVE ANYTHING..ANY BIT OF THING BECAUSE EVERY FREAKING THING WAS SHATTERING INFRONT OF ME AND ….. AND I COULDNT EVEN TOUCH ANY FRAGMENTS OF IT FOR THE LAST TIME.."

She kept screaming,punching and shouting these words at Huan Jing and he could feel each and every bit of pain with every words…he stayed silent with tears of guilt in his eyes..blood seeping out from nose because of the punches but the pain he was feeling was not of the punches he was getting..

The trauma of that gruesome spectacle haunted Si Jian's dreams, but she pressed on, "Your parents, equally ruthless, took me with them that night. What followed was a living nightmare. They tortured me, beat me mercilessly, and subjected me to unspeakable horrors."

Si Jian's trembling hands grasped the edges of the chair as if it were her only anchor in this sea of torment. "They told you, Huan Jing, who was no older than three or four at the time, to participate in my torture. In the presence of their cold, unfeeling bodyguards, you did unspeakable things, actions that would haunt me for the rest of my life." her words were disappearing into whispers from the suffocation and pain she always went through…she was shivering and so was her voice…

Huan Jing lifted his head and looked towards Si Jian with furrowed eyebrows as he struggled to remember what he did and at the same time he wanted to kill himself and torture and torment himself and pierce in thousands of knife into himself for whatever he would've done to Si Jian….

"Si Jian…I..I am sorry.." This was all Huan Jung could get out of himself and he broke down …kneeling infront of Si Jian…the guilt and pain and regret was overwhelming..

As the words spilled from her lips, Si Jian felt the weight of her past pressing down on her, threatening to consume her entirely. "This torture continued for four agonizing months, and with each passing day, my mental state grew more unstable. I was trapped in a nightmare from which there seemed to be no escape.I would be continuously drowned in water till I can't breathe,would be beaten…kept in a dark place for those months…YOU WOULD KEEP CUTTING AWAY MY LONG HAIRS AND WOULD SMILE AND LAUGH

TOWARDS ME AND I COULDNT EVEN DO ANYTHING….IT WAS MY HAIR HUAN JING….I WOULD FEEL LIKE A PATIENT FROM A MENTAL ASYLUM

BEING SUPRESSED AND TORTURED….YOU WOULD BURN MY THIGHS WITH THE BURNINV INCENSE… THESE ARE THE MARKS OF IT….YOU WERE CURIOUS TO KNOW WHAT WERE THESE WHEN YOU SAW THEM RIGHT?THESE ARE YOUR DOINGS HUAN JING….Si Jian shouted and made huan Jing forcefully look towards the scars that he saw and became curious to know but never asked about it…..YOUR FATYER R*PED ME AND TOLD ALL THE GAURDS GAURDING MY SURROUNDING TO R*PE ME TOO AND THEY DID….THIS WENT ON FOR MONTHS HUAN JING….ARE YOU HAPPY? ARE YOU SATISFIED ????MR.MAFIA PRODIGY?" Si Jian shouted and slapped Huan Jing who had tears falling from his eyes and looked terrified of his own self and the pain Si Jian went through…

Tears streamed down Si Jian's face as the memories overwhelmed her.

As Si Jian's haunting cries filled the room, Huan Jing's demeanor began to shift. He had always been known as the cold and ruthless mafia prodigy, a man who seemed immune to emotions. But as Si Jian's harrowing story unfolded, an unsettling change came over him.

His face, which had hidden his emotions so effectively, now seemed like a fragile veneer. It cracked, revealing the turmoil beneath. His normally stoic gaze wavered, and his clenched fists betrayed his inner turmoil.

Listening to the horrors inflicted on Si Jian, Huan Jing felt a heavy weight descend upon his chest. The room's oppressive silence seemed to close in around him, and he struggled to maintain his composure.

Si Jian's words pierced through the layers of his hardened heart, and tears, unexpected and unwelcome, escaped from beneath his silver mask. It traced a glistening path down his cheek, a testament to the pain he felt.

In that vulnerable moment, Huan Jing's facade crumbled. He had always been the one inflicting fear and suffering on others, but now, confronted with the consequences of his family's and his own actions on someone he was now in love with,he found himself unable to bear it.

He lowered his head, as he grappled with the enormity of the revelation. The room's silence was broken only by the sound of Si Jian's wailing cries and screams that pained like hell and his uneven breaths and sobs, the weight of his family's sins finally catching up to him.

For the first time in his life, Huan Jing was not the terrifying presence in the room. He was a broken man, confronted with the brutal reality of his family's cruelty, and himself and it was a burden too heavy for even him to bear.

"WHY HUAN JING?…WHY?…WHAT FAULT AND WRONG WE DID ?????….WHY?..WHY ME?….WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHYYY WHYYYYY WHY HUAN JING WHYYYY ?DONT YOU SPEAK?TELL ME WHYYYYYYY????" Si Jian asked continuously breaking down and shouting at Huan Jing as she slapped and punched him…she went totally feral..she collapsed down beating herself in the head and chest…kept throwing her walls on the fist as she screamed and cried….Huan Jing kept stopping and embracing Si Jian to stop her from hurting herself..and at the same time when he embraced Si Jian he felt disgusted by himself…he felt a self hatred … he wanted to torture himself…whatever he did was unforgivable…he didn't deserve to even love Si Jian or get her love back…it was all tragic..

Why?,this question that he was asked continuously right now by Si Jian was haunting him….everything he did and his family did to Si Jian and others was now haunting him and was haunting him beyond extent..he was going crazy inside..he wanted to hide in Si Jian's shadow and embrace but he was guilty and angry at himself…he didn't even deserve Si Jian and her love..he didn't deserve anything…