Chapter 125

Anna's POV

For more than an hour, I have been standing in the middle of my chambers, my hands across my chest as I stared into space.

Mother's death had left me disoriented and at the same time, my head was running haywire with different thoughts I couldn't comprehend.

Yelling out my lungs was my best option at this point but I didn't want to draw unnecessary attention to myself.

With my eyes tightly shut, I balled my hands into a fist, my fingers piercing my palm and drawing out blood in the process.

“Mother,” I called, hot tears rolling down my eyes.

If I had known that our last meeting was indeed going to be the last one, I would have ensured I made it a memorable one.

“Mother left without saying goodbye, she left without settling the rift that was blooming between us, she left without thinking twice…” I fell on my knees, sobbing uncontrollably.

If I had the power of resurrection, I would have brought her back to life. Not only that, I will ensure the killer won't leave to