It cleans everything. Every dirt every sin. But not the unhealed mind. Rosalie had no idea how long she stood under the water. But fire inside her didn’t seem to subdue. She was never a monster. But now life had made to become one. She wanted simpler things in life. Not complicated life in Lombardy mansion.
Not the cold Rosalie. The warm one was lost somewhere in past.
Revenge had ravished her. Loss of pain over took her.
“Mercy”
“Show some mercy” He begged.
“When you have shown no mercy to others how you could expect you to get one” My voice was cold.
“She too begged in front you for mercy. Did you give her?” And he had no answer. Just tears. Because he know I am not going to forgive him.
“I told you everything I know and I did” You promised me to free me”
“Of Corse I will fre
