My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

As Yesseca spoke, she approached Selina. "I want you to pay for Lothar's life."

Selina stepped back.

She kept explaining to Yesseca, but Yesseca refused to listen. She insisted that Selina was the murderer of her brother.

In the end, Selina was forced off the edge of the cliff by Yesseca.

The sudden weightlessness brought Selina back to consciousness.

Her body was shaking.

Matthew noticed it.

He hugged her tightly, asking, "What's wrong?"

She burrowed herself into his arms "I dreamt of Yesseca. She said that I was the murderer who killed Lothar."

"Silly girl." He touched her head to comfort her. "Why would you have dreamed such a ridiculous dream?" "But..."

Before she could finish her words, he interrupted her, "There's nothing to worry about. I'm here. You

don't have to be afraid."

Nodding, she muttered, "Yes, I have you. You're right."

The next day arrived.

Kylin sent Yesseca to work.

She did not look well.

Seeing that, he asked with concern, "Did you not take a warm shower last night? You don't seem well-rested. Why don't I help you take a leave of absence and you go back and have some more sleep?" She refused.

Her mind was in a mess.

And she felt that working was the only was to calm her disordered mind.

"I want to go to work," Yesseca said.

Kylin had always respected her. Since she insisted, he would not tell her otherwise.

She was busy at work that day.

Because they had just come back from Nashaland, they had more to report back about their training. They had been busy for the entire morning. It was lunchtime when she and Preslie got some rest and went to have lunch. Preslie looked at Yesseca's face and said, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Yesseca nodded.

Preslie ate a mouthful of her lunch and said, "Me too. I had a nightmare with gunshots and fire. And now I can't help wondering whether our last day in Nashaland was real or just a dream. I am confused." "Perhaps it was just a dream," muttered Yesseca.

"I think so too." Preslie replied, "After all, it does seem unrealistic. But if it's a dream, why do I feel that someone was very real?"

"Who?" Yesseca glanced around.

Preslie's face turned red. "The handsome man in the military uniform."

Yesseca didn't understand her words.

Preslie looked at Yesseca and gave her a piece of meat. "You can have this. I need to lose some weight. What if God gives me another chance to see him again?"

In the past, Yesseca would have asked Preslie about the man she met, but she had too much on her mind now. Seeing how absent-minded Yesseca was, Preslie fell silent.

After a busy morning, they had not much to do in the afternoon.

Yesseca's imagination was running wild again.

As she thought about it, she saw Essie.

Maybe she was hallucinating, she thought to herself.

Therefore, she rubbed her eyes.

Essie was still standing in front of her.

She was still there.

Yesseca was stunned.

"Essie," she said subconsciously.

"Yesseca." Essie smiled as she greeted her, "We meet again."

Yesseca was stunned because she was not hallucinating. Without realizing it, Yesseca had gone to a cafe with Essie. She didn't know why she'd followed Essie.

All in all, Essie had told her that she had something to talk to her about, and she wanted to do it somewhere else. Yesseca even forgot to ask for leave before she followed behind Essie.

Essie bought two cups of coffee for them.

She handed Yesseca a cup and said, "Lothar loved the coffee from this store. He used to say he would buy it for me if we ever came to the city. Too bad the day never came." Yesseca lowered her head and looked at the drink in her hand.

A huge ripple of emotion stirred in her heart.

Because it was true that Lothar had liked drinking the coffee from that store.

When she had still been in the hospital, Lothar had often brought her a cup of coffee from this place.

"You were close to Lothar, weren't you?" Yesseca could not help but say.

Essie smiled. "Are you still in disbelief, Yesseca?"

Yesseca didn't say anything.

Essie took a sip of coffee. "It does taste good. No wonder he liked it so much."

Yesseca also took a sip.

It was a familiar taste.

The coffee had a nice fragrance to it.

"Essie, can you tell me what happened? Please?" Yesseca looked at Essie.

Essie's gaze drifted as she said, "Yesseca, you're starting to believe me, aren't you?" These words caused Yesseca to panic.

If she believed in Essie, it would mean she was betraying Selina.

"You're wrong!" To prove that she wasn't betraying Selina, Yesseca raised her voice.

"No?" The corner of Essie's lips curled up coldly. "Why did you follow me here then? It means you've already begun to doubt Selina." Yesseca's hand that was holding the cup of coffee trembled violently.

Even if she was unwilling to admit it, the truth was that she was suspicious of Selina.

Ever since she had asked Selina about it the night before and did not get a reply from her, she had begun to grow suspicious.

"Essie, tell me, what happened? Tell me!" Yesseca's tone was urgent.

Essie lowered her head. "We have to go way back. I had been living in a very remote place. One day, I found a man lying on the beach. It was your brother." Yesseca was shocked. "So it was true that he met with an accident at sea."

Essie's lips curved into a mocking smile. "He was thrown into the sea. He was beaten up and thrown into the sea!"

"Impossible!" Yesseca got emotional as said, "He is a good man. He would never make enemies with others. I don't believe you. You're lying."

"But this is the truth!" Essie got

emotional too. Her eyes were red

"Yesseea, I'll tell you all about it. If you want to listen, shut up, and don't say that you don't believe meand that I am lying. I'm telling the truth!"

After hearing Essie's words, Yesseca felt like a blunt object had hit her.

Her head hurt a little.

Essie continued, "When I saved him, he was dying. You have no idea how miserable he was! You wouldn't know!"

Essie said in a strange and ethereal

voice, "His skin was torn open, and his wounds were inflamed because he had been soaked in seawater. He had no skin that was in good condition, and his face was swollen

and unrecognizable. Can you

imagine how he looked then?"

Yesseca felt goosebumps all over her body.

Shortly following that was fear and pain.

A moment later, Yesseca suddenly stood up. Her face was flushed red. "Who did it? Who beat up my brother until he came to be in that state?"