Chapter 143: Her Fault?
Talia with her hair in a bun, stood under the showerhead as warm water at a perfect temperature and perfect pressure, sprayed on her. The warm, colourless fluid trickled down her pale skin as pure as snow and got whirled into the drain. Talia saw threads of red getting flushed in the drain.
Stacy’s blood!
Talia was not nervous or scared, but felt numb remembering how Stacy got hit. If only Stacy didn’t push her, it would be she who got shot. She had unintentionally saved her life.
She was not feeling bad for the death of Stacy, in fact she felt a little relieved knowing she won’t have to face her anymore.
She gently scrubbed the blood sticking to her leg. She didn’t like others blood on her. She hated it. She remembered that time when she had Cyrus’ blood on her. That time she was kidnapped and Cyrus saved her. His blood was all over her. It was so sticky and then it turned flaky and she didn’t like the feeling. He was in the hospital, she fainted and when she woke up, she was clean.
Why does this seem familiar?
Stacy hated me and died in my place... Cyrus loved me and...did he die to protect me too? Is it my fault, like my mother’s death?
Talia closed her eyes to let the warm water run over her. As she closed her eyes, she remembered Stacy’s face filled with despise and her words filled with rancour as she died.
’You survive all the time... Monster! You won’t be fortunate for long!’