'No …. This is just a joke, right?' Zara was shaken as she denied everything she had just witnessed as a bystander.
How can what she had seen really be true?
It just didn't make sense at all.
In fact, she didn't dare accept that logic and admit that she had been raising and trusting the person who put her in the situation that she was in right now.
Thinking of the moment she started suspecting the brother she had picked and clamored badly for him to be brought home, Zara felt like a joke.
Looking at the man she loved in both lifetimes, playing and toying with feelings. And in the end, plunged that dagger into her expressionlessly without an ounce of love in his eyes. Zara, for a moment, wanted to wake up from this dream and strangle that bastard.
She wanted to ask him why. Why did he play with her?
Why did he make her head go crazy? Made her betray the goddess she had revered from a young age and kill her in the end?
