Leon stood still as he eyed Estelle.
Estelle wondered why the man bear such a face? He was the one who killed her but his regret was so apparent and it was as disgusting as it appeared.
She narrowed her eyes, "What else do you want from me, Leon?"
Indeed the man was her mother's saviour but he doesn't see her well. Instead, he despised her. She is the daughter of his enemy, the one who had caused the death of his infant daughter. Back then Estelle was too shocked and saddened by the fact that she couldn't muster her strength and thought that everything was her fault. But she knew well than anyone how what her ancestors had done has nothing to do with her as a human. She wasn't the one who had wanted to hurt him, right? She wasn't the one who would even have the heart to curse upon an infant baby girl.
Everything had nothing to do with her anymore.
He had killed her once; she wouldn't let him repeat it the second time.
