This… creature, with whom she had shared her most intimate moments, this man who had asked her to marry him nearly every single day, was scrutinizing her in a way that made her feel as if he were demanding a pound of flesh.
Her pound of flesh.
The same sense of hopelessness consumed her again. She didn't want to cry anymore, but she was so frustrated that her eyes burned with unshed tears.
Nothing made sense at all. It was like a horrible, neverending nightmare she couldn't wake up from.
This Zhu Qingyue was someone she couldn't recognize. The monster before her looked at her as though she were a tender morsel just waiting to be devoured.
Worse yet, she was immobilized to the spot, unable to fight him, and unable to retreat.
Everything around them was pitch black. Only she and this monstrous version of Zhu Qingyue existed in this endless abyss.
