Chapter 35

She sang eerily as a grin formed from her rosy lips. She suddenly released a strange, manical laugh as she clutched her head, smearing blood onto her face and perfectly styled, tar-black hair.

She continued to laugh as her tears streamed down from her sapphire-looking eyes. She eerily stood up, like a puppet that is being controlled by a puppeteer.

She looked at the window with those now dead eyes. She grinned like a maniac and thought, "Oh, my beloved boy, you shall be mine one day..."