Theodor was standing near the bed, he was staring with a cold expression at Catalina.
"Are you sure? Because you won't get the last chance," Theodor said expressionlessly.
"Yes, I'm very sure. I beg you," said Catalina as tears streamed down her cheeks.
The white robe worn by Theodor was like being swept away by the wind, a white light that was dazzling to anyone who saw it.
"God answered your prayers, Catalina," Theodor said.
The white shadow stretched out her hand, and Catalina tried to grab the hand from the white shadow. But alas, Catalina's hands were already drooping limply, and her breathing stopped at that very moment.
Is a prayer so sincere from a mother, able to knock on the heart of God?
Still, with the rain pouring down, Alice's car pulled over to the side of the road. Inside the car, Alice was still holding the kitchen knife she had raised high.
