Chapter 37: You
Not many people knew that wanting someone dead sometimes just doesn't come from grudges or hatred. There were cases it was the opposite. That sometimes, someone out there, loved and cared so much it kills.
The underground world was not called the underground for no reason. It was a place where all the most twisted people and sickening reasoning would appear. It was a place people could unload the darkness within; a place where they could be as jet-black as much as they want and unleash the spark of madness in them.
"What happened?"
Heaven snapped her eyes as Dominic's voice brought her back to the current lapse. "Huh?"
"Your face," he pointed out, glancing at her slightly swollen cheek and the crack on the side of her lips. "What happened to your face?"
"Ah? This?" Heaven touched her face, still a little distraught. "It's nothing. Someone slapped me. That's all."
"Who?"
"Hmm?"
"Who hurt you?"
"..."
Heaven blinked until she recovered from what had distracted her. Only then did she realize she told him the truth about her cheek, making her open and close her mouth, but her voice was stuck in her throat.