The Woman From Hell

"You're trying to get Sylvester to let you go by going through his soft heart. Alas, he won't." Silas sounded very confident when he said this.

I lowered my head in thought, and not a moment later, his voice sounded again. "Before you think things through, you'd best get settled in. You won't be able to escape with me watching you." After he said that, I heard the sound of the microphone.

It seemed that Silas had left the surveillance room.

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Could it be that someone was watching me even when I was asleep?

I found a piece of cloth and covered the pinprick in the TV. I found a few more miniature cameras after that and covered them one by one with either cloth or paper towels.

What were they going to look at now?

I walked up to the wardrobe. It was bigger than all the ones I had before and consisted of several layers. There were all sorts of clothes displayed neatly on the top according to their suitability for spring, summer, autumn, and winter. They were probably my mother's. This room used to be hers.

I brushed the soft clothes with my hand. I could almost imagine how my mother looked in them. She was beautiful.

I used to have no memory of my mother, but some image of her had recently always been in my mind. I seemed to have developed some feelings for my mother despite only imagining all these scenes and never witnessing them.

I casually fished out a set of pajamas. Even though it was decades old, it was timeless now. I would wear this tonight.

Fortunately, there were disposable undergarments in the lower drawer. I grabbed them and went into the bathroom.

I accidentally came across a disc under the TV after I was done washing up. It looked like one that someone had personally burned something on.

Out of curiosity, I fed it into the DVD player and turned on the TV.

There were all sorts of devices like these on the market now. Silas probably missed his daughter considering how he did not get rid of this machine. Thinking of this, I switched on the TV.

"My name is Millicent Yard."

Was this a... recording my mother took herself?

She was wearing a long, sky-blue dress. A few strands of her slightly curly hair fell over her shoulders. She looked really gentle, and her voice was as clear and pleasant as morning dew.

This was my first time seeing her move. It felt like she was right before my eyes.

"Today is the happiest day of my life since I got to meet him. His name is John Lovere, and he's a dashing young man. But I know my father won't approve of him since he's from a poor background. We might not even be able to meet again."

The videos continued one after another. This was probably a habit of my mother's-recording her feelings into videos.

I continued watching them. She

spoke of many stories about her father and even recorded a short apology to Silas before she eloped with John. After that, it immediately skipped to the last video.

She probably did not have the chance to film anything after she left.

My mother had lost a lot of weight in the last video.

She was still wearing the same dress as in the first video. However, her face was not the same as it was. The light in her eyes was gone, and she looked like she had lost so much weight. She was probably devastated after having been dragged back by Silas.

Her voice was choked when she

spoke, "I've never hated someone so

much like this. He brought me back from my dover and forced me to marry someone I don't love. He used me as a bargaining chip for his business. They keep forcing me every day. I don't think I can take it any longer."

Watching her tears roll down her face out of despair, my tears fell with her...