Isabella’s Stepmom

Until the moment she died, she never called out to me. I still hate you. I hate that strange sweet scent you exude, the annoying sound of your footsteps, the way you attract everyone’s attention, and your behaviour makes your seem like a noble despite being a prostitute. Remembering you, I let poison flow into my body. I thought that since I killed you, it was only right for me to die as well. …… I was sure I had died, but then I opened my eyes again. Experiencing a far greater miracle than just coming back to life. I have regressed.