Dark in the Dollhouse Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Saviour

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The majestic garden brimmed, caressed by the warmth of a newfound sunlight. Basking in the joy of life, the birds sang and the flowers danced. Yet, the wilting flower didn't stir. It drooped deeper, unable to cry, unable to perish. "So Ms. Yuli, could you perhaps tell me how much you remember?" Evander said as he grabbed a chair and took seat on it the opposite way, resting his arms on the backrest and his chin on top of them. Seeing him get comfortable, Yuliana opened her mouth in hopes of providing a long explanation but before she could say anything, Evander suddenly shot up straight. He smacked his forehead and exclaimed, "Crap! I almost forgot!" "What is it?" Yuliana asked curiously. He replied, "Your clothes. You should be completely alright and healthy now. So of course, you'd need some clothes to match it. I can't have you stay in hospital clothes forever like some decrepit vegetable! As a dollmaker who likes pretty things, I can't have that. It goes against my policy." Yuliana smiled. Just as she was about to thank him for his consideration, Evander continued with a bit of fervency, "And also, let me add on the fact that I’m a pretty decent tailor. All my clothes are handcrafted by me and are of high quality. They also happen to be my greatest profit. Even though doll-making is my true passion," he grumbled at the last sentence. "Therefore, it's perfectly reasonable for me to have women's clothing. I can’t have you thinking I’m some closeted pervert now," he finished with a laughed. Yuliana widened her eyes, a little taken aback. This man, he talks quite a lot doesn't he? she thought with a chuckle, the smile on her face deepening. I've been rescued by quite an amusing person. Indeed... "You are very kind Mr. Evander," she said as she bowed her head. She looked up and continued, "But that can wait. Although I'm very excited to see what kind of clothes you have, I want to talk to you first." "Ah, I see... Well then, I'm all ears," he sat down and took a seat in his previous position. Yuliana closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, trying to recall what she still knew. Sitting with a graceful posture, she locked onto Evander with her apple red eyes and said without a smile, "I remember burning. I remember feeling hot till I couldn't feel anymore. I remember being hurt. I remember feeling a sensation of pain that seared through my nerves. I remember being angry. I remember hating with every fibre of my being. I remember being scared. I remember running. I remember losing pieces of myself. I remember falling. I remember wanting to kill myself. I remember wanting to die. "The pain and these turmoils of my heart are all that I remember. To whom or what these feelings were directed to or how these feelings came to be in the first place, I can't recall. No matter how hard I try. It's as if there is a huge black sea in the center of my mind. The harder I try to recall, the more it I feels like I'm sinking within." Yuliana looked up towards the ceiling. There was a deep melancholy hidden behind her eyes, a sense of longing that teared at her heart. Even so, it was okay. A dazzling smile spread across her face. Because... "I also remember you. I remember you catching my falling body. I remember you speaking to me words I didn't understand. I remember you smiling and also frowning. I remember you looking rather mischievous. I remember you asking me something. I remember you not letting me die even when I pleaded you to kill me. "At first, I couldn’t understand. I couldn’t understand why you didn’t kill me, why you didn’t end my suffering. But now, I'm thankful. For giving me a new life and rescuing me from the depths of hell, you have my eternal gratitude. Thank you so very much, my saviour." Evander widened his eyes. He smiled and said with slight bashfulness, "It wasn't that big of a deal. You don't have to thank me so exaggeratedly," he cleared his throat and continued, "Anyways, can I take it you're alright now, both menta