Sir Ares, Goodnight

"What are you doing back here?" Rose felt her voice tremble.

Josephine said, "I'm here to settle something from the past."

Rose immediately grew silent.

Josephine pushed open the car door and stepped onto the muddy road. Then, she slowly walked toward the ruins in front.

Rose looked at her tragic figure, her eyes flashing red.

Loving someone when one was young was indeed a courageous thing. It was a fatal attraction. Yet even if one was fully aware of the outcome, one would still get absorbed by it.

The final ending always turned out to be so bleak.

Josephine loved Zayne. If that love was a tad bit duller and if her love for him was not that strong, or perhaps, Josephine did not go a thousand miles to chase after her love, she would not have been bullied and humiliated by others. She would not be left behind with this sad color of melancholy in her heart.

Perhaps, Josephine would still be lucky enough to get her redemption.

As for her, she loved Jay. If the accident had not happened, if the wondrous rebirth she experienced

never occurred, and if there was no secret in the attic, she should have been able to forget that person if she tried her best. After all, she had great resilience.

pity that everything now was beyond

pained. She pushed the

wind blew on her face, and the unbearable images in

her arms and turned in

came to the place in her

in a daze, the pictures of pain and

and let out a

voice could be

she was hallucinating. She turned around and what caught her

stared at him with bloodshot

him like a tiger. "Scum, I'm tearing you

do you lack the physical touch of a man? Pouncing on one when you see

however you want

It was seemingly a gentle motion, yet he pushed Josephine more than

man began to unbutton

then did Josephine feel afraid. She wanted to shout but feared that Rose would suffer with her if

only endure this fear in her heart as she held onto the ground desperately

little girl." The man rushed up

She held a baton stick in her hand, and when

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