A Heavy Guilt (6)

[Edgar Chevalier POV]

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[Day Before the Execution]

I smiled as I straightened out every document, remembering the time where Daleyza begged for Azrael to heal Edward.

(I'm glad Azrael refused to help her.)

As I was busy with my work regarding the papers and our journey, I realized that everything was much different.

Margaret left Lucretia, along with Sorrel, and Charlotte just liked how I planned it would be.

It was me who tore us apart. I'm the one who wanted to destroy everything around her using herself.

(So, she's the one who got rid of them in my stead.)

It's my only wish and it really succeeds.

(How much I love this. I guess it's my lucky day!)

As I was humming and putting the stack of papers beside the desk, a knock was heard throughout the room.

(It's late. I wonder who it is.)

I stood up from my seat and made my way toward the door.