Chapter 42- End of Funeral Service

EDITED.

"They believed their deceit would break me, but it has only hardened my resolve; I will be their undoing." ~Araneae Ruber

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NANETTE STARED at Luella with a confounding hate. She didn't even think to hide it now that it was just her, Luella, and Ediva around. 

Folding her fan shut, she smacked it on her palm a couple of times before the inevitable happened. With the fan, she struck Luella on the neck. Whether it was a mistake or not, Luella didn't know.

'Ah! The same thing happened in the past as well.' She reflected as she raised her hand to her neck.

"As expected, even when inflicted with pain, no tears comes out of your eyes. I have always wondered what you are"

"But it is not like you care about it," Luella replied. 

She was taking a risk by talking back to Nanette. What else could she do?