Chapter 31 He Who Lives By The Sword Dies By The Sword

• She stared at him, and seconds later her expression changed to anger, and she began shaking her head, a trace of sanity reached her mind.
• "No! You're not Vasil! You told me that Vasil was dead, that only you were Kostantin, and you swore to make my life miserable... and here I am. What more do you want from me?" she sobbed. "I have nothing left! You took everything from me. Even my hopes, which were the only thing keeping me alive. Why didn't you let me die? I don't want to live anymore," she said, covering her ears. "I don't want to be conscious, I want to immerse myself in madness. It's a million times better than being like this, with this pain that tears me apart, consumes me, destroys me. I don't want to!" she pleaded, collapsing onto the bed, burying her face in the mattress.
• Hearing her speak like that was worse for the man than being stabbed, and it had worse effects on his soul.