272. CLOSE TO GOODBYE
NARRATOR
Sigrid lowered her hand in utter disgust, grabbing Lucrecia’s withered, lifeless hair with monstrous strength, forcing her to kneel.
“Look at me!” she commanded, facing her.
Lucrecia didn’t even have the strength to scream, tears of blood streaming down what had once been one of the most beautiful faces of this era.
“I only regret not being able to stay forever, to destroy you over and over again. I would keep you alive just to break every inch of your soul, like you did to him,” she s