Prologue
The blood on her hands stained like wine; a dark red tone, the odour gone unnoticed. But it wasn't hers.
Elizabeth sat heavy on her knees, her hands clasped together. The image captured in her mind was exactly how you would imagine it. It paralysed her body, and she sat in deep thought, her eyes scrolling through the blood that thickened on her skin.
Lips curving into a sly grin, she lifted herself upright to admire the scene before her. The adrenaline had already begun to course through her body, a cackle falling from her lips with her nails digging into her palms violently.
"You…" Elizabeth stuttered, tugging at her lower lip with widened eyes. "You!"
And, suddenly, she felt remorse.
"You should have listened to me."
With a final breath releasing from her lips, she fell onto all fours. The room around her began to darken, as did her vision. Yet, she could still picture the room around her - the room where her life was bound to end, where she would take her last breath.
Her eyes sparked, her smile returning. It was a thought that, momentarily, gave her life. And it was the life she had given.
Aaira Joan.
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