The same night Ian had left Lady Veronica house, he went back to the old mansion which he once lived at a year ago, the same house in which his mother had entered, and the same house which became the turning point of hell for her.
Ian who had spent his day mostly roaming around the mansion knew the path which he could sneak in without being known by anyone. As he entered, the rage in his heart overflowed. With the chances he had now on his hand where he cold enter the mansion and the room of those who had killed his mother, his mind told him to move, to kill but he pulled himself together for he knows that even if he was to enter Sarah and his father's room, he won't be able to go as far as killing them. Not in the state he was, injured and weak.
He needed power.
Ian clenched tight his fist and warn himself over and over again of his purpose tonight so his rage won't swept him.
