There were times I thought about my family. Most of the time, I wondered whether they thought of me too. Selina would think of me, since we were close. Mother would as well, for she loved me intensely. Kyle would not care. Father would only care about his reputation and honor, for if my purity were to be tainted, it would affect his so-called honor. Sierra was with child, so she might not care about anything else. I noticed, not without a sense of anger, that mothers or to-be mothers cared only about their children, whether they were yet to come to the world or not; they forgot previous relations and never thought for a second that someone dear to them might require a bit of their love and attention as well.Rose sat opposite to me, sipping wine. She was in a white attire again, with her pin-straight silver hair falling free onto her back. Her lips were blood-red, as if she had painted them with blood.“Have you decided?” she asked.I nodded. “You tried to help Jace, for which I am gr
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