Chapter 55: Sisters' Requiem

Some days, Blanche feel like wearing pyjamas and hoodie jackets all day, just feeling the sun's warmth as it rise from the east, but no, she can't do that. Like a bird on a bird cage she can't do that. She's bounded by a contract with the organization. 

An organization run by the devil. 

There's no way to run around the halls of their headquarters and expect to be out in the sun. That's just not what supposed to happen in the organization. They're expected to obey the rules, to be flawless in killing people, to shoot, and to use any weapon in the armoury. 

Especially when they set their eyes on Blanche, she felt as if they doubled.. even tripled their expectations on what she should do. 

Just like how a parent expect her oldest child to be a good example to his younger siblings. Except that she wasn't the oldest, and they're far from being parents.

Blanche bit the inside of her cheeks as she tried her loudest scream yet no