CHAPTER 86 (1) - Did You Not Hate Me?

"Calm down, Rafaella."

However, Patrizia seemed so calm at that moment, and Rafaella even wondered if she had gone crazy. Patrizia casually ripped off her torn dress some more, and began to put the piece of fabric around her own arm.

"Lizzy, are you crazy?"

Patrizia bluntly replied to Rafaella's quivering voice, "Fortunately, that is not the case."

"Then why this…"

"Because you have been injured, so I must be injured as well," Patrizia calmly explained to her. "I do not intend to bury this thing. I am going to make it grow bigger. To do that... I have to be hurt to this extent, too."

What kind of reaction would 'he' show when seeing this wound? Patrizia was quite curious. But the curiosity was brief at best, and she quickly brought up something else.

"I did not cut myself enough to scar. Do not worry."

"That is not the point of my words..."

"I should have to at least spill this much blood to properly decorate the finale, right?"