Gradually, the corners of his eyes had reddened. He closed his eyes. How Savanna made love with him the night before the accident flitted through Brandon's mind. That night, she looked extremely charming. Her red lips and her pink cheeks were all just sexy. But now she was just a corpse.
Brandon found it unacceptable.
Why would a person lively like that be gone all at once?
Brandon opened his eyes and looked at the black corpse in front of him. Although he did not want to believe it, the color of the sticky fragments on the corpse's body was indeed the same as that of Savanna's clothes. He checked the surveillance camera before. That was what Savanna was wearing before she got into the police van.
As he watched the body, he burst into laughter all at once, his chest trembling and his throat moving slightly. He lit a cigarette with his hands trembling. He was thinking of how Savanna hated him and how she would rather die than be saved by him.