Della’s POV
I stared blankly, eyes filled with utter disbelief.
“How did Flora end up like this?” I silently asked as I heard her screams, desperately begging for help while the other men moaned and laughed in pleasure brought by her struggles as they gang-raped her.
It’s a gruesome scene to see. I looked away; I couldn’t bear the disgusting crime record playing before me. My stomach went in knots, and I tasted bitterness on my tongue as the urge to vomit terribly surged in me.
I never thought I’d feel remorse toward Flora until now.
My brother, though, was right at the side, looking at the screen with a face devoid of emotions. “Why did he release this video? No… How did he even get it?”
Questions filled my mind as my flesh trembled, and the corner of my eyes became misty. Seeing a fellow she-wolf being treated like that was just too much.
The audience beneath the stage all formed a circle of their own, chatters filling the venue.
“What’s that video about?”