Contrary to what Marco was thinking, Ariel actually rushed out so she could find a restroom to throw up.
As soon as she did, she let out all the food she had eaten that day.
"Disgusting! Disgusting! Truly disgusting! Argh!" She let out more watery contents from her stomach. Marco disgusted her to that extent.
This was the same man who whispered so-called love to her for three years, while abusing her both physically and mentally, scorning her, making her do all sorts of dirty jobs, cheating on her... And at the end of it, stabbed and killed her. Or so he thought.
The only thing Marco succeeded in killing that day was the delusions of love she had. She always believed that with love, one could have everything. But no, one needed to have power... To have money, before he could have anything.
Love... what was love? With power and money, you could even buy love.
