Robert transferred the senator's daughter out of the second room and went to the third room where Claire was waiting.
He lay her body onto the bed, and soon Claire rushed towards them.
"Why is she here?" Claire asked with confusion, eyebrows were creasing wondering why Robert took the girl out.
"Daniella said she had enough pain. Can you make sure that her eyes are alright?" Robert's voice was full of concern, he doesn't know why but he somehow pitied her.
Claire nodded, slowly, she removed her eye patched.
A soft smile curved on her lips upon seeing it. She doesn't know when Daniella did it but, the girl's eyes were no longer infected.
"That kid!" she said shaking her head.
"What?" Robert asked, wondering why Claire has suddenly smiled.
"Her eyes are no longer infected. In two days she can finally see."
"Oh!" Robert turned to look at the girl laying on the bed. Her face was pale, just like the little Daniella in his mind.
"What is her plan?" Robert asked Claire.
In the past, Daniella would either cut her victim's tongue together with hands or she would just simply break their spine leaving them paralyzed from neck to down.
And the woman on the bed, in his eyes, she's innocent.
Something about her reminded him of the little Daniella, his expression saddened.
He realized that Daniella no longer needs his protection unlike before, that must be the reason why he was feeling protective towards the senator's daughter.
"Claire" Robert called the doctor who was busy changing the woman's bandages.
"Yes?" she replied.
"After we find the man responsible for all of this. What do you think Daniella's plan is?"
"she didn't tell you?"
Robert shook his head.
"No,"
Claire went silent for a moment.
"She wants to move back to Perth with you Robert. She said she wants her brother by her side."
Robert was stunned for a moment. He never thought that Daniella wanted to be with him until the end, even as her brother.
He felt touched, he felt a finger tickling his heart.
Seeing the sparkles in Robert's eyes, Claire expression went flat.
"Stop daydreaming Robert. She only wanted you so you can serve her a frozen martini every day." Claire snorted after seeing Robert pouting like a baby.
"That witch! Does she really think we are her minions? Aish!" his nose wrinkled with irritation.
He was fuming when the door opened, it let out Daniella, blood over her body, and her casual wicked smile was plastered on her lips.
Her face, hands, and dress were painted with blood. The red stain on her cheeks, the blood dripping from her hands, someone would think she was injured or was attacked by an animal but the truth is, she was the animal who had just done ripping the body of her victim.
Her lips curved a beautiful yet scary smile. Despite her ear to ear smile, her eyes were pitch-black, contrasting her beautiful lips.
"Claire. Stitch the wound of those bastard and make sure they are awake after my shower," as Daniella said those words, her hands were busy removing her dress.
She threw it at the garbage bin. She stood in front of her friend with her underwear on.
"Robert, help me remove this freaking fake skin. Damn it! They are so itchy."
Robert, with a flat face, sighed and went behind Daniella. His hand scratched a line on Daniella's back, revealing her real skin.
Slowly, he pulled the end of the silicon, he doesn't know why but, Daniela has been hiding all of her scars since she had it.
The silicon was thin and soft, but as soon as it was separated from Daniella's skin, it became hard like a paste. In just one touch, it would break.
Daniella's shredded skin falls to the ground like ashes, Robert was almost done with her back and only missing the part of her bra strap.
He took in a deep sigh, he had never thought of Daniella as a woman, but every day, every time Daniella would ask him to remove her skin, he could see how her body grow.
He unhooked her bra and removed the remaining silicon skin on her back.
As soon as he was done, he squatted on the ground. He scratched a finger on her legs and slowly removed the silicon skin.
He noticed the quietness of the room, he looked up to check on Daniella's face but it so dark just like her eyes.
"Oi," he slapped a hand on her leg to wake her up.
"What is it?" Daniella asked.
"Claire told me about your plan once everything here is done. Are you really going to make me as your servant?"
"Well yeah, but not to worry, you can marry my friend Irene but no kids. Absolutely not!"
Shocked by her words, Robert's body freeze. Eyes swelling with astonishment, he glared at her.
"You! Witch," as her words registered in his mind. His skin started crawling.
"What makes you think I like your friend? And what's wrong with a kid? Are you not planning to have one yourself?" he pushed her legs away, causing for Daniella to fall on the ground.
Daniella glared at him.
"You mean those little humans with little hands and feet that screams all the time. No Robert," her head was shaking vigorously, face wrinkled with disgust.
"Tsk," Robert replied. He pulled one of her legs and continued on removing her skin.
"So, you don't have a plan to start a family?"
"I have you Robert and your brother and Claire and Scott. You are all my family. Why would I start a family when I have one?" and there it was, the innocent little neighbor he once had had just said those words with naivety.
He sighed and patted her legs, signaling her that he was done removing all the silicon skin.
"What about marrying my brother? Make him straight Daniella," he helped her to get up, the face was begging at her.
Daniella rolled her eyes on him, then she chuckled, "your brother case is hopeless. I have tried, I drugged him and got n.a.k.e.d but well," Daniella shrugged both shoulders.
"He prefers Scott than me so I'm sorry Robert but you're gonna have to accept the truth that your brother likes men." Saying that she got up, her body rose from the ground showing all the scars on her body.
"What are we going to do with her?" he asked, pointing a finger at the girl.
Daniella casually blew a sigh.
"Let her go, Robert. You're right, I shouldn't have gone that far but, it's done. Nothing can fix anything. I can't take back the pain so I guess, I will just have to wait until she gets back for revenge," he could hear a hint of regret strained in her voice, something a normal Daniella would never do.
Robert just followed Daniella as she left the room, his eyes were glued at her back, directly at her spinal cord, there was a scar, a line starting from her neck down to her waist.
He wondered, how could she survived that kind of cut with no anesthesia.
Thinking that he turned to look at the senator's daughter.
Daniella was right, her pain was nothing compared to what Daniella had experienced.