Before leaving, the man reluctantly twisted her chest: "Tsk, it's really hard to leave..."
Helena Zell didn't understand what the man said at the end. She only knew she was finished, finished, completely finished. She had been **ed by a mouse in the gutter, and she only felt that her whole body was emitting the pungent smell of the sewer.
She didn't know how long it took, Helena Zell stood up with a numb face, blood dripping beneath her, the pain in her body making her numb. She got up, mechanically wrapping the clothes that were torn into several pieces around her little by little, walking out of the dark alley barefoot, without even putting on shoes.
By the time she walked out of the alley, it was already dark.
If before running into this alley, Helena Zell still held some fantasy in her heart about Deano Zell, he was still the warmest and softest place in her heart.
Now, Helena Zell's heart was as if dead, leaving only decay and darkness, only leaving hate, hate, hate...
