Chapter 32 - YOUR CHOICE (1/2)

Darling, there comes a point when you realize that some people can stay in your heart, but not in your life.

-Unknown-

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”Why does he have to crush his heart?” Blue finally spoke, she lifted her head and looked at Knox straight in the eyes. ”He could spare his life and choose to not kill him.”

Even now, taking someone's life didn't seem to sit well with the little girl, if they had another way to handle the situation.

”Because that's the only way to claim it,” Knox said in a calm tone, but he glanced at Blue and saw the little girl had her brows creased.

She didn't look like an eight years old girl. How could an eight years old girl possibly handle this situation rather calmly? And how could she manage to watch the entire process without even flinching?

He understood that she had been through a lot by the time they found her, as she clearly had not even shifted for a long time. But what else had she been through to get molded into this kind of girl?

Only terrifying experiences could change one's character so drastically. But, what kind of terrifying things had she endured? Or was it simply a trait of hers? If so, she was quite a threat then…

”The man burst into dust,” Blue spoke again, but her eyes fixed on the road. ”Did Chaos do that too?”

”Yes.”

”Why?”

”You don't want to leave humans wondering why there is a dead body without its heart. It will stir unnecessary commotion.”

”His family will feel devastated.” Blue looked at the white cloud and then the clear blue sky gloomily. ”In that case, why doesn't Chaos stop looking for his shattered soul?”

”Because that is the only reason he is here. Moreover, those people with pieces of Chaos' shattered soul will become an atrocious person, just like me and Chaos.”

”It means, it will not be the last time he will kill someone?”

”No.”

”Poor souls,” Blue said sadly.

”Pity is only for the weak.”

Blue tilted her head and looked at Knox hard.

”Did I say something wrong?” Knox asked, sensing disapproval from the way she glared at him.

”Pity is a form of kindness,” Blue retorted. ”Daddy said that.”

”And now your daddy is dead.”

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Sol entered the car and gave Lise a cup of hot tea he bought from the small convenience store nearby, while the sky out there had almost turned dark, leaving only a tinge of orange behind the horizon.

”How are you feeling now?” Sol asked, with concern evident in his voice. He had never seen Lise cry like that before.