Chapter 11 She Chooses The Latter

• Even now, Mabel still remembered the longing look in the eyes of the girl in her embrace as she was on the brink of death.
• The pain of her memories remained as sharp as ever, causing her eyes to moisten unwittingly. She reached up to subtly wipe her tears away. As she lay prostrate on the ground, her hand drifted toward her left lower back. There was an emptiness there, a void where an organ should have been.
• Precisely because of this, she couldn't afford to drink alcohol. I have to stay alive. I'm in debt and haven't paid it off! I'm guilty, and I haven't yet atoned for it! No! I can't die just yet!