Undying Love, the authentic love ... XIV

The authentic love

XIV

When she awoke, Mori was leaning against the wall, facing Madailéin.

In glow of his eyes, she saw that he did not want to talk.

- I never could bear to see a woman so unhappy.

- You are part of this band too? asked Madailéin.

- I was one, and I wanted this to stop. But it's over. I do not want to hear about it.

- I do not understand how you could get there. It seems there is something else to do in life.

She would have done better to shut her mouth because he took it badly.

- You know nothing about what we did! These were not little boys who set fire to a trash can, but people burned alive, and I heard that I can still hear screaming and I was not able to save. Dead people, the faces that haunt me, watching the wife of a man mourning his death. You know nothing. I remind you that I am here to help you, not to make me break! I think you have a short memory. The last time you did this kind of thinking without knowing precisely, it was someone you will never see again.

- You're nasty to tell me this.

- Perhaps, nevertheless, true.

- Okay, excuse me.

Is with these words, that he has left. She spent her day to dawdle. She was too upset to sleep and too tired to do anything else. The next morning she got up, disappointed and worried because she had not had dreams of Sato, nor Chung. They had no right to abandon her, this way, when she was vulnerable. But maybe she will no more dreams of Sato. What had she thought to have such remarks to Sato?

That evening she went to bed. And she did a dream. It was unlike any of those she had done before. She stood in front of something burning. It was a great fire. She was nearly and she felt its warmth as if it originated from herself. She felt calm and satisfied. In the midst of flames drew the faces of Chung and Sato.

She awoke in a sweat. It was broad daylight.

Sitting in an armchair, her eyes swollen with grief. She thought to Chung. The funniest thing, she missed his jealousy. He was so sweet and so hard at a time. His words were so cruel when jealousy overcame him. And she sees his smile, his look, his eyes shining with love and pride. His sweet words and his bright smiles. And she promises she will revenge.

Only him had managed to revive her heart. The shell that she had forged, had slowly cracked before falling to dust at the feet of this man.

Her heart beat slowly, painfully, with trembling hands, nails sinking into her palms, tearing her flesh. Blood flowed. She does not even seem to notice.

She had never loved anybody after Sato. Until she meets Chung. Yet this should not happen like that, but only him. Yes, he was the only one ...

Her sadness was clearly visible. Him, his life has been removed overnight.

But now, only one feeling emanated from her. Hatred, this hatred was her heart beat. It beat only for the vengeance. He was dead ... they killed him ...

She will revenged him. Yes ... She will revenged him. This love should not die prematurely.

One day ... She would kill those who had taken away the man she loved and she still loved him and the man she had learned to love. She would crushed them... She will revenged him. She would kill them. She will kill them all. Anyway ... She would have their skin ...

She will revenged them.

To be continued...

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