After My Sister's Murder, I Went Mad

In less than twenty-four hours after I met Dominic, he killed his beloved Presa Canario, Brutus, whom he had raised for five loving years. Dominic was a notorious figure in Crestfall’s elite circle. He was eccentric and ruthless. Everyone who knew him was aware of his two major obsessions: dogs and women. He had raised many breeds of dogs. The only thing they had in common was their aggression and viciousness. He trained them using live animals. Other than chickens and rabbits, he often used human flesh to train them. After all, he had plenty of money. Many people were willing to take the risk and feed themselves to Dominic’s dogs in exchange for huge sums of cash. The survivors received a sum of money that one could never earn in a lifetime. The families of the deceased also received sufficient compensation. Though Dominic was short, he was utterly obsessed with legs. He was only attracted to tall, beautiful women with long legs. His obsession with women’s legs was alm

Logan tightened the screws in Ava’s legs using a wrench. He did this to stimulate the severed bones to keep growing. Ava endured the endless and excruciating pain. The only reason she tried to survive through it was for me—her sister in a mental health institute. In her diary, Ava had written that as long as she was alive, there would always be hope. Dominic had given her a lot of money. She had secretly saved it in my account abroad. I found the secret code she left for me in her diary. She had written that if anything happened to her, she wanted me to use the money to escape somewhere far away and live there for the rest of my life. She hoped I would move to a place with fewer people so that I would have enough space for myself. At first, everything seemed to go smoothly. Ava really did grow taller. Dominic often took her to public events to show her off. In the videos, Ava wore long dresses to hide her scarred legs. It was difficult for her to walk. Each step fel

I poured a bucket of ice water over Dominic’s head. He shivered and was jolted awake. He squinted at me and seemed to forget where he was. When Dominic finally recognized me, his face turned pale. He quickly backed away. Unfortunately, the basement was small. He backed into the corner and curled up into a ball. I staggered forward as I struggled to move. The red paint tied to my legs seeped out and resembled blood. “Dominic, I’m in so much pain!” I mimicked Ava’s voice. I mimicked it exactly from her tone to her sighs. Dominic trembled like a leaf. He mumbled to himself, “Don’t come looking for me. If you want someone, go find Logan. I already killed him. I avenged you.” I yanked a steel nail from my leg and stabbed at him. The bloody nail pierced his heart. Blood splattered everywhere. He screamed and fainted. The next morning, Dominic’s screams echoed in the bedroom. He fell from the bed and gasped for air frantically. “Dom, what’s wrong?” I sat up in bed an