"R-Rose, you're finally here. Please help me out."
Anabella's eyes trembled as she clutched my shoulder like I was her last lifeline. Looking at her pitiful-looking face made me feel sorry for her. Her grip shook with desperation, nails digging in as if pain alone could anchor me to her sinking world.
But not sorry enough to throw everything away for her. So as much as she wanted to cling to me and ask me to help her, Anabella was just an obstacle for me at the moment and I wanted to crush her.
One wrong move and she would drag me back into the grave she dug-so I would gladly bury her first.
'How annoying. But I need to be gracious to her.'
"Don't cry, Anabella. Everything is going to be alright. I am here to help you out."
I assured her and she broke down. Her sobs shook through my clothes, clinging like guilt I refused to feel.
"I-I was so close. I was so close, Anabella. Why did they have to survive? What should I do now?"
