Violet Don's eyes reddened with tears as she pointed at Noah Bates, laughing so hard that she trembled. Her voice sounded like Cuculidae bleeding its heart out, calling out his name in a manner as ambiguously affectionate as it had been five years ago. But the cold pain that swept over her after joy utterly devoured her. All her senses amplified a thousandfold as she wailed, "Noah Bates, Noah Bates, my brother is dead! Why don't you smile? If I were you, I'd laugh even in my dreams!
"You keep saying I'm lying, but do you know that today is really my brother's birthday, and it has turned into his death day! Noah, wasn't it you who wanted to take revenge on me, to make my life worse than death? Congratulations, you've succeeded!"
Her last few words were spoken in heart-wrenching despair, with all her strength, pointing towards the door, already tasting the blood in her throat, "Get out!"
Noah Bates felt an inexplicable panic as he looked at Violet Don, drained of all strength.