Tear

"So I have to stay."

"It has to be your choice."

"I want to see him burn, but from the inside, and from top to bottom."

"Then...he will burn."

"So be it. Thank you Amy."

***

Ariadne's mind was strangely orderly and clear after this intense discussion with her beloved sister.

She returned to her apartment, and what a surprise it was to recognize Ytel's car.

"Huh, what the..."

She got out of her car and entered her apartment, whose road was not closed. Then she remembered that she had had lent a key to Ytel. After all, they had become such good friends in a very short time. They loved each other in their own way, deeply. That was at least one thing that neither Azhewo nor this beloved Adegeor could ever take away from her.

And she found this so dear friend on her blue and white striped sofa, elbows leaning on her thighs, face leaning forward, in a pose of total desolation.