Chapitre 205: 205. Help me meet Lyle.

The next time Neriah had that dream that she had been having time and time again since the incident, it did not end the same way it had always ended.

Yes, like always Erik had used her to stab her husband in the heart but no, she did not bawl and wail like a helpless fool as she usually used to.

Not at all, this time, her eyes were as red as blood but not because of tears but because of her anger and the brewing storm inside her.

Until that storm burst uncontrollably and her anger gave her strength to pull the dagger out of her husband's chest and turn to the man behind her. With everything she had in her she plunged the dagger into his heart. And as she did she suddenly began to laugh.

For it was satisfying to stab him. With that maniacal laugh and tears finally trailing down her eyes, Neriah plunged the knife into Lyle's chest again and again and again, with her laughs growing louder and louder with every stab.