She closed her eyes, her body violently trembling.
"Kill you?" Liam Yancey finally spoke, his voice like millennia-old ice, the coldness in his eyes spreading, "I'm afraid of dirtying my own hands!"
With that, he let go, letting her crash heavily to the ground.
"Heh heh..." Nancy propped herself up with her hands, a look of despair coloring her features as if she had nothing left to live for. She lifted her gaze, "You love her, why do you have to love her? Tara Summer... What's so good about her, what's so good? To get your attention, I was even willing to harm my own body, but in the end, I couldn't measure up to her at all... Not one bit..."
At this point, she simply let everything out, yet it was as if she was talking to herself.
Yes, she said it, confessed everything!
Back at the Yancey Family residence, her so-called "stomach disease" was all self-induced.
