"How did you find me? No, the question should be, what are you doing here?" Anne stood up and stared at her sister who was looking back into her eyes.
"Do you remember our parents, Anne? Do you not blame me for their death?" Hazel, who had appeared in the room out of thin air, did not give a glance to Anne.
Her gloomy eyes stared at the dark sky with a lost look on her face.
"They tried to kill you and died in the process. Why would I blame you? I blame them for not loving the girl they gave birth to just because of their eyes.
I did not care what others thought about you, but they were your family yet they did not take your side!" her voice was blaming. She had thought that she had already gotten over the past, yet when she remembered about the past, it made her suffocated and angry.
Only she knew how much Bell had suffered in the past due to her looks. Continuous rituals were performed on her and experiments were done with her blood.
