Chapter 56

It's been two weeks since Rosabella Swara returned to the pet shop. Her body was full of bruises from beating, gray eyes with deep despair for her tragic fate, dry lips lacking vitality, pale skin from food without any nutrition. She looked sick without a hint, looking like a zombie in a shabby suit.

The door of the pet shop suddenly opened, and the bell rang and it was silent again as if it had closed. A faint yellow light shone on the rusty iron frames of the iron cages. Inside, there are countless lives like Rosabella, all of them with chains on their necks, which is to distinguish and recognize that they are human beings, born simply as pets of ghosts and vampires.

A tall man came in, dressed in a black suit with delicate ironing. The black hair is slicked with glue. The white porcelain skin, the blue eyes, the thick eyebrows, and the towering nose are perfect. At first glance, nobody can guess how old he is, because he has the mature look of the man he's been through, the gentle