Agatha finally managed to stand up. After a day and a night of unbearable torment, and several more hours of recovery that seemed forever, Agatha was finally able to stand up again.
Her body condition cannot be said to be fine. However, it is still much better than before.
Agatha's face was still pale. Her hair was in mess and tangled. Agatha looks like a woman who still has a hangover from heavy drinking.
Luccio who was reading a book on the couch suddenly said, "Are you ready to go?"
Agatha stared at Luccio with sharp eyes. Everything he did to her was still clear in her head. In fact, Agatha won't forget that for a long time. Maybe forever.
In her heart, Agatha harbored a huge feeling of revenge. Something like lava frozen at the base of a volcano and waiting for the right moment to erupt.
"Yes, Senior," answered Agatha.
"Good. It's been too long anyway," Luccio said.
