For a moment, time came to a standstill. Everything in the ballroom ceased to move. Blood covered her dress. Not her blood.
A body laid in front of her, the lifeless eyes staring into open space.
Something inside Roxanne broke as she let out a wretched scream. The reality of the past months came crashing down on her in that moment. With no room anymore for the safety blanket of denial, she came a step closer to venturing further into this new life, her life.
The blood seeping into her dress, slowly spreading through the delicate fabric, strengthened her resolve.
As tears of anger, pain, hurt and loss travelled down her cheeks, she vowed revenge. She vowed annihilation.
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Narrativa generaleThe halls of Kingsmen Manor are filled with secrets and betrayals. Some long-forgotten ghosts encased onto its bricks as immobile caricatures, while some choose to haunt the blood-stained walls of the towering structure. This was not the life Roxann...
