Isabella’s Stepmom

Until the moment she died, she never called out to me.

I still hate you.

I hate that strange sweet scent you exude, the annoying sound of your footsteps, the way you attract everyone’s attention, and your behaviour makes your seem like a noble despite being a prostitute.

Remembering you, I let poison flow into my body.

I thought that since I killed you, it was only right for me to die as well.

…… I was sure I had died, but then I opened my eyes again.

Experiencing a far greater miracle than just coming back to life.

I have regressed.