Diane sat in her bedroom a frown on her face as she stared at the wall before her.
The image of Reina kept flashing in her mind as she tried her best to not think of the brat.
"Damn that wnech!" Diane cursed as she sighed.
Reina had been the strongest of the strongest people around and she so wanted to cut the little brat's legs and hands off.
The girl was like a sturborn leech, a sturbbon weed even, a weed that wouldn't leave despite all the things done to make it go.
She still stayed strong, facing whatsoever was thrown in her way.
It annoyed Diane alot as she clenched her fist.
"Reina, can't you just die?!" Diane gritted out, relaxing into her chair and taking in a deep breath.
Just as she shut her eyes, trying to think, the door to the room was
