"Selena deserves it! I hate Selena. I wish she were dead! I shouldn't have just broken one of her legs. If I had known it would come to this, I should have destroyed her!"
The phone transmitted my voice, filled with intense hatred and curses.
No, I wasn't on the phone! It was just a recording of me. At this very moment, I was already dead!
Just before I was destroyed that night, Selena looked down at me condescendingly.
"Lyra, I'll let you go if you're willing to repeat what I tell you."
She made me memorize what she said and recorded it.
At that time, I was so scared that I would say anything to avoid being violated.
So, with a trembling voice, I recorded those words, begging Selena to spare me.
Unexpectedly, after I finished recording, Selena leaned over, patting my face.
"Lyra, you're still as naive as before, believing everything I say. How could I let you go? I wish you were dead!"
With a wave of her hand, Selena left the room, leaving me alone in despair.
Sebastian, unaware that the recording had been prepared by Selena, saw his anger deepen.
"Lyra, I thought you would have learned your lesson after these days of punishment, but you're still unrepentant!"