Chapter 1386

• Liza sat up in bed, pressing her slender fingers to her temples as she frowned, her eyes cold and sharp. The room around her was still, silent—nothing moved, except the heavy weight of her thoughts. Then, unexpectedly, she smiled, a bitter, almost mocking smile.
• "Heh... I never imagined my past was so tragic," she thought to herself. "I was deceived by a man and even forced to jump off a cliff."
• A cold, merciless aura seemed to surround her as the thought of Izara filled her with a burning desire for vengeance. She'd rather have him take her blood and send her off with nothing but a cold stare than listen to any more of his empty excuses. His words, claiming to justify his actions, were nothing but lies to mask his guilt.