Henry listened to her telling everything emotionally. He felt how much pain she was feeling. Her voice and expression said it all.
She was supposed to die long ago. But had suffered so many years failing to kill herself.
"Why do you want to die? You are now free. You can live that life you missed."
Henry wondered why she wished to die when other people wished to live as long as they could. Her suffering all these years was torture, that's right. But at that moment, she could live outside as she wanted. Henry could release her. Yet, she wanted to die.
"I don't want to live. I'm tired. Dying is the better option."
She said and smiled at Henry who looked worried about her decision.
"Give me some of your blood. That's enough."
Henry silently watched her asking for his blood. For what?
"Why?"
