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CHAPTER 59
In the same vein, she rushed towards him but unlike the last time, he did not move back but stood his ground. However, the plans she had for him was different.
Rather than reappearing as the fine lady that she was, she reappeared just the same way she looked when she died.
"Ahh!" This time around he was shocked beyond words and fell down on his butt.
"Oh, you hate my unlikely sight? Well, you made sure this was how I look, so why should you hate it now if you did not hate it then?"
"Go away."
"HOW DARE YOU?!"
The witch roared in anger. "Look at me. You must look at me. You bathed in the joy of my death, now you must enjoy the sight. Look, Vidor!"
"Why are you doing this to me? Why are you tormenting me?" Vidor finally asked but he tried not to see her. He was already tired of the torment he was going through with the nightmares and restlessness but now if he looked at her, he knew it would be worst.
