Chapter 133

• Briana closes her eyes, feeling the ecstasy of not feeling so much pain in her heart. Because the pain in her wrist was unbearable, it reminds her that she is alive and that she is not..
• The next morning, suddenly the moment he opens his eyes: his head hurts horribly, and now his arm. He looks at it, with a grimace, it has dried blood and is very swollen.
• She sighs, looking at the glass, picking it up delicately and tossing it out away from her.