While thinking of a method that would inflict the most pain without injuring Damian too much, Christian pushed his imagination to its limits… only to be interrupted by his sister's voice from the side.
"How about we just finish things here and get going already?"
Turning toward her, he found her aiming a pistol at Damian. And Christian's eyes widened in shock.
"What the fuck are you doing?!"
Why was she granting him mercy? Damian didn't deserve that!
Christian couldn't help but get worked up. Death, this soon, was nothing but mercy for someone like him.
But did Annabelle think the same?
… She did.
And her thoughts were even more extreme.
She, too, believed that death was far too easy for someone like him.
But was her reasoning the same as Christian's?
Hardly.
For Annabelle, taking revenge didn't hold any meaning.
Her parents' lives were more precious than anything, and no matter what she did… time wouldn't rewind. Her parents wouldn't come back to life.
