If she were in her right mind, death would be the last thing she would do.
But the pain got stronger with each passing minute, her throat got raspier from the screams of agony as her pain continued to flicker on every inch of her veins.
And her mind was screaming to tell her to die, to end the pain so she could be freed from this suffering.
Yet, she was forced to endure it.
She wanted to end it all…she wanted to stop it, to go on an endless slumber once and for all.
But all of the sudden, the pain diminished and now in her neglected heat as her body had finally relaxed from the excruciating pain.
She didn't notice that the beta maids had long left her by her side. The ice packs, the basins and the wet towels were all disposed of before their withdrawal.
