Chapter71

#Chapter71

It was that part of her memory that she wanted both wanted to forget and remember.

The slaughter of her kin…

Madonna despised having to stroll down the memory lane which was wrapped with more of pain and cruelty than pleasure.

Times of yore were the only element that could get her vulnerable and silent. Otherwise, Madonna loved her selfish nature. She liked it when she was not being thoughtful of anything or anyone and just go ahead to do what she desired.

It was those selfish times that made her who she was presently.

But the mention of her kin made her quiver inwardly. She could still see the horrific sight of her father getting slaughtered followed by her mother and brother like it happened just the precious day.

If it wasn’t for Orla, she would have been dead as well but Orla was able to save her and hide her before she was found. And from the day she saved her, Madonna could only think of avenging her kin.