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“Victor…” she murmured as she sat still on the floor. “Why are you acting like that towards me…”
Victor ignored her blabbering and turned towards his office desk. Just as he turned his back, she clutched at his wrist and asked again: “Why are you ignoring me, Victor?? You are different form before! Why? Why? Why?”
Victor could sense her nails piercing into his skin, as a warm liquid drippled between her fingers and blood soaked his white shirt. It ached him for seconds, but he bit his lips and endured the pain.
It was only that one sin that kept him silent and patient. Otherwise, he would have already punished her and returned Julia.
“Monica… You are acting insane…” he stated.
“Does it hurt?? Haha!” she asked as she laughed lunatically. “DOES YOUR HAND HURT???”
“Monica…”
“My heart hurts more!!! You caused me this pain!! You caused my suffering!!! You hurt me!”
“Monica… It was your fault from the very beginning…”