Moonlight Bride English Version

CALLEA was humming while wrapping the gift for the birthday of Deive's goddaughter. Finally, people won't say that he would be an eternal bachelor. He said that he would introduce her to everyone and he would be the envy of all men.

Her mind was at peace after her cousin confirmed that Walter was still inside the mental institution. He was not well and a psychotic so it was highly unlikely that he would be out anytime soon. But just to confirm, her cousin promised to go to Cambodia himself to check on Walter.

Her worry lessened. She was starting to live a normal life. She still loved to don her costume but only inside the mansion. People were not wary of her anymore. Maybe they were used to seeing her in her great grandmother's ancient blouse and skirt when going to church. Deive makes sure to bring her to church himself. Maybe they thought if someone as gorgeous as Deive accepted her, then she was not bad at all.

Her cellphone rang and she answered it without bothering to check who the caller was. "Hello!"

She had been waiting for Deive's call. He would fetch her tomorrow for the birthday party in Manila and he told her that he really missed her a lot. She would spend time with him in Manila after that. It was two weeks away from their engagement party. Torque gave them a breather. The rules were not that strict anymore. After all, Deive had proven that he loved her and respected her.

"Miss me, honey?"

Her smile was wiped out when she recognized that it was not Deive's voice. "Who is this?"

"You know who this is, Callea."

Her blood turned to ice when she recognized the voice. "Walter?" Horrible memories came flooding back to her. How he would look at her as if he was undressing her. How he killed Luna. All those pictures of her in his pad…

"Yes," he said in a hoarse voice.

"I am glad that you still remember me. I am really unforgettable."

"Y-You were the one who sent the flowers and the photos!"

"I am always around. You won't be out of my sight that easily."

She gasped for air. "Y-You are supposed to be inside that mental institution in Cambodia."

He let out a devilish laugh that made her shake to her bones. "I have my ways. No one can stop me to get you. I suffered long enough in that mental asylum. I am not nuts."

"Just a murderer." She wanted to cry because she was already howling inside. But she was too numb to feel anything. "You should have died a long time ago. You killed my friend."

"And who will you run to, Callea? To the police? Where will you look for me? You will never know where I am," he said in a voice that becoming lower and lower until it became a menacing whisper. "But I know where you are."

"Leave me alone! I have a peaceful life…"

He clucked his tongue. "Deive Hontiveros. Of course, I also know him and his moves. Try to tell him about me and he will die. I won't let you marry someone like him."

"No!" she wailed. Deive would protect her and he would die trying to protect her. It would be Luna all over again. Another blood in her hands. Another loved one gone. "W-Why don't you leave me alone?"

"I want your beauty, Callea. I can't get your face out of my head. You will be mine. I won't stop until you are mine. You know what I am capable of. Nothing and no one can stop me, my love."

She heard her devilish laugh once again. She cut off the call and turned off the cellphone. She looked at herself in the mirror. She grabbed a blanket and covered it. She didn't want to see her own face. The devil went back for that beautiful face. He would ruin her life again and he had just threatened Deive. And she would rather die than let anymore hurt him.

She didn't know how Walter would get caught. She must protect Deive… in any way she can.