Recap:
"I am going to kill you," the old being said as he strangled me, squeezing harder and harder and I coughed. Wheezing but as soon as I looked at his face, I couldn't help it anymore. The acting was bad and I let out a laugh. One that was teary and full of life, he seemed confused as he was still squeezing my throat. "Pity," I said and pulled his hand off my throat.
"I waited to see my son, waited to hear him welcome me back, and waited for him to embrace me in the life that he made of his own. I had hoped that my lover had made a plan and had expressed how much gratitude he had for me for sacrificing my life for him. Only to find out that your bloodline still had the guts to come after my bloodline.
