Heading Home for Sleep

Isaac reached out his hand and placed it on the car door that Lucille had opened, blocking her way. Lucille raised her eyes to look at Isaac, and asked, "Captain Gilbert, I owe you a favor. If you ever need any help, I'll repay you." Yet, Isaac wasn't concerned about question, instead, he asked, "Lucille, what are you planning to do?" "I'm not doing anything, I'm just tired and heading home for sleep." Lucille let out a faint smile, the elegance she displayed in that instant was so captivating that one could barely shift the gaze away, both beautiful and enchanting. Due to the severe illness she had suffered, her face was pale, with a touch of sickness. Every frown and smile gave off a uniquely shattered beauty. Except for those pair of eyes. Deep in her eyes, darkness and depth resided, carrying with them an aura of slaughter and cold ruthlessness that could potentially destroy the world. Isaac held onto Lucille's shoulders. "Lucille, don't act on impulse." "Impulse? What makes you th