Yarin's POV:
My mom was going to see Kara. My dad initially didn't want to allow her to go, but she insisted on it. "I have to go, Aldrich. I have to see Kara with my own eyes so that I know how to avenge her."
My mom loved Kara. She had been taken care of by Kara before we were born. To her, Kara was both a teacher and a friend. She was a close family member even if she was not blood-related.
She was used to being patient and rarely revealed her emotions.
But this time, she cried without any reservations. Her tears fell like rain. She reached out, her hand trembling to touch the cold corpse on the iron bed, but she could not fall no matter what.
She stared at Kara's lifeless face. Her gaze swept across the still hideous wounds after treatment and finally stopped at Kara's incomplete face that could never be recovered.
