Chapter 75

Third Person POV

There are desire that couldn't control and is taking a tool of one's life. The mirror is the prison of the soul and while it is the strongest prison, the moment it will broke, everything will be a confussion.

The woman in golden hair is smiling very evil at the mirror, her stomach bulge out as if any moment will burst into open. She said highly and mockery, “No one will know, and I'll taker of your body, my dear Emilda. This is our secret and you must keep it to your grave,” she added as she smash the crack mirror into fragment!

The reflection have long been weak and can only stare blankly at the woman. The broken pieces of the mirror is thrown into the window and is disapear to the darkest fog that is somehow flickering dimly.

“Gone, my dear, and be greatful your body conceive with my help!” Her laughter vibrated out to the deepest of the darkness, and the bloody eyes slowly open their eyes.

The shattering of the world is done in silence, and together with the broken