[ PRESENT TIME ]
Cosette hugged her knees, sitting in the middle of the bed, lights off. The only source of light was the light from outside, filtering through the window. After the drama she had caused, Cosette was assisted to her room. To avoid questions from them, she asked them for some space and time.
"Maxen was the worse when jealous," she whispered, resting her chin on her knees. "I feel guilty."
Cosette wasn't the nicest person there was in this world. She had done things she considered unforgivable. Especially in her previous life; Cosette blamed herself for how things went down. It all started because of her, and thus, as repentance, she wanted to save everyone, starting from Maxen.
That was why she was scared and resorted to extreme ways to frame Ezekiel. It was not a good reaction, but she deemed it necessary.
"Max…" Cosette pursed her lips, burying her face into her knees.
