Chapter 894: You’ll come to regret it.
After Heaven said her piece, she neither looked back nor did she stop from walking away. Meanwhile, Primo stood still with his slightly dilated eyes in the same direction she disappeared to.
[I’ve decided with those three poor and innocent souls in mind.]
[If there’s someone I feel sorry for, it’s them. They didn’t deserve what happened to them.]
[Though I must add that none of that was your fault, either. Neither that incident nor holding that old Garner’s hand.]
[It’s not pity. It’s more like I can relate.]
[We become someone we are not sure whether to loathe for its lack of meaning or be proud of it.]
Primo breathed out heavily without realizing he had been holding his breath. Heaven’s words replayed in his mind like a broken record, and as silly as it sounded, they touched a part of him that no one else succeeded. Before he knew it, a tear already rolled down his cheek.
"Those three poor children..." he whispered, ignoring the figure now standing several steps from his side. "No one else had ever felt sorry for them for not getting real justice."
In the past, when the news of his sibling’s massacre shook the nation, Primo heard all sorts of things from people he knew and didn’t. They expressed their condolences and some words of encouragement. Some would even whisper to one another and criticize him. Others pitied him. But none of them ever told him they felt sorry for what happened to the victim.