Khair's P.O.V
Napabuga na lamang ako ng hangin. Tinanggal ko ang suot kong glasses at hinilot ko ang dulo ng aking ilong. Hindi makapukos ang isip ko sa ginagawa ko. Dumako ang tingin ko sa wall clock. It is three o'clock in the morning. Kanina ko pa iniisip kung bakit pinipigilan ko si Carys sa ginagawa niya.
There is a part of me that doesn't want to see her kill someone. It's like I can't believe that those little hands of hers can kill in an instant. Her hands are full of blood.
"Killing is my hobby. Blood is my water. Hearing screams is my cure and stress reliever, and weapons are my great lovers."
Those words.
When she said that, her eyes were empty and emotionless. Her voice sounds like a corpse and is as cold as a ghost.
I am aware of her being emotionless, but sometimes
