I have seen and learned about many strange ways of dying.
Therefore, being imprisoned until death doesn't leave a particularly deep impression on me.
At least, that's how it was before it happened to me.
——Catherine Windsor
The first time I saw you, I knew I would ruin you.
I will imprison you in the darkness. I will make you spend the rest of your life only with me.
Such deep - rooted, roaring desires are called love.
Those words like giving you up and letting you go because I love you are warnings that I will catch you again.
I want to possess you for a lifetime.
I even envy the sunlight enveloping you.
——Caius Volturi
In the flowing light of the street lamps, the man's side face looked even colder and harder than the night. "I never help anyone," the man said, looking at her grubby fingers clutching onto his trousers. Several military police officers stepped forward, ready to drag her away. She had no strength left to struggle and slumped in their arms. But at that moment, his cold and detached voice came, "I only do deals for benefits. What will you offer in exchange for your life?"