DEGRADATION

Some past wounds couldn't be forgotten.

Especially, when given by someone dear.

Just what wound did she give him?

He bleeds whenever he sees her.

And yet she was not refuting his hatred.

She was bleeding herself.

Yet she abided his hatred.

How many days have passed since she has been locked up?

Merely eight days have passed and yet there was no sign of activity. She couldn't use her chain technique and her mouth was sealed with a demonic spell as well. The chains were holding her down and she was incapable of breaking free, with this pace she would end up nowhere.

Evandros didn't show up after yesterday and as distant as she could think, it was night outside. Head hanging low with a wrecked physical appearance all she had on her mind was...

'How to evade?'

With a painful frown she tried to move her fingers, today his men didn't come to question her, letting her go without a beating once must be a true mercy from him.

With a puff and huff, she closed her eyes