---- You killed them...
they a-Il are dead! Dead! Her tears dribble down her cheek to fall on my face and I just lay there.
Staring at her off guard.
Her petite fists were raiding punches on my chest.
She looked like a feral on lose.
And I don't steal away her freedom this time Letting her vent out her anger.
You...
you made your men rape her...
and then you murdered her in cold blood! How....
How can you?...
She...
And my brothers? You...
you severed their heads and left them to rot in open...
to be fed by birds? you...
you didn't even cremated them...how...
how can you be so heartless...
---- eee why can't you feel! Why! Dammit why! T could feel everything.
Her pains.
Her sorrow.
That emptiness in her chest on thinking that she lost her family? I have lived with it all my life.
I was 7 years old when my father and mother were slaughtered in front of my eyes Love.
Thad no idea what it meant.
Unless Reb came into my life and showed me a different world.
Yet moon goddess even took her from me.
I feel everything doll.
---- And trust me when I say, pain has been my best friend out of all.
Loneliness being the second I would never wish for anyone to live with that pain, not even my enemy.
And here, she was my doll.
How could I let her go through it? I didn't kill her mom and brothers.
Nor did anyone even touch her mother, let alone rape her.
That day when they took her inside that hut? She was injected with a doze of anaesthesia.
Her brothers didn't even see face of this dungeon.
I secretly transporter them to a small village on the opposite side of the world where no one would recognise them.
While for all the countrymen? I spread the word that ---- eee = they were brutuslly slaughtered and killed Her family was safe, probably planning to start a new life with the gold coins I gave them.noveldrama
But my little doll didn't have to know that.
Its better if she thinks of me to be the villain of her story Because I tried being a hero once and J lost the only woman that meant the world to me.
Why? I hate you....
[hate you so damn much! Strength was leaving her body.
Her punches were growing weaker and soon I find her eyes dropping in fatigue and intoxication.
My shirt was soaked in her tears and her eyes were asking me a thousand questions which I couldn't answer.