Chapter 65
I was just done dressing up when it happened.
I was checking myself in the mirror. I was wearing a black sparkling dress with a shade of bloody red on the skirt. My black dress suited my black messy hair. I brushed my bangs to the side and squinted at my reflection.
"Where was the Hazy Austria I knew?" I challenged my reflection, "The Hazy Austria who doesn't show fear? The Hazy Austria who is sarcastic and always laughing? You remember your early days with Damien Ozera? You're stubborn, fearless and not a crying baby! I want that girl! Understood? Bring her back!"
I punched the mirror for emphasis. I traveled my gaze at my face until my eyes met mine on the mirror. "You're brave and fearless. Azrael might try breaking you but you're not gonna break! You'll survive this! And
