"Akhhh!"
Feeling something stab her in the abdominal area, Angelica let out a sharp wail. The pain was unbearable, and when she looked up, she was met with two mercilessly cold eyes that seemed to disregard her completely.
Such gaze…
They weren't something she was unfamiliar with. This was how she had been looked at throughout her entire life.
'Yes… This is how it should be.'
It was only now that she felt comfortable looking back at her mother.
What she was seeing was the mother she grew up seeing.
"You've finally shown your real self."
"Still talking?"
"Akgh."
Feeling something pull at her hair, Angelica felt her body rise from the spot, and her expression distorted out of pain. Still, she tried her best to keep her gaze locked on her mother.
"The… kh… only reason you even bothered 'caring' about me is because everyone else died, right?"