I was almost laughing at the side, watching over my own decaying body.
What mistake did I admit? Was it that we shouldn't have adopted Selena and let her live a life of luxury?
Was it wrong for me to expose and resist when Selena staged a kidnapping and feigned disability, pretending to be a savior?
Was it my fault that I didn't willingly endure the abuse and atrocities?
Or was it wrong that I risked my life to save him in the first place?
If that was the case, then I was indeed wrong.
I was wrong for being too naive and blind and for not seeing her true colors.
As I mocked Sebastian's arrogance in my mind, he frowned and suddenly looked up, sniffing the air.
"What's that smell? Where is that stench coming from?"
I jolted with anticipation.
Could it be that my remains were finally going to be discovered after six days?
