#Chapter42
---Les I’m Miserable-02
I walked a little farther before I fell again, and this time I didn’t have the power to stand and walk. I just lied on the white cold ground and looked up at the dark sky.
Just my luck to be the Keeper of a psychopath whose ego is the size of Texas. And the maniac wants to kill me so he can have my body and have things go his way.
Wonderful. Amazing. Magnificent.
Why can’t the King of Sky just be a sane pure hearted man? Like the male version of Mother Theresa. It would be much easier to deal with the fact that I have an ancient soul living in me. But no. He had to be a freaking murderer. Just what I needed to make my life amazing.
/"Two halves of both and none …/" A soft, voice sang behind my ear.
I jumped up, taking a few huge steps back. The color left my face and my heart started to beat fast from the fear choking me from inside. /"What the hell…/"
/"Such a tragedy…/"
