Anna's expression was calm and collected, eyes dark and fierce with determination.
Her mind was filled with strange whispers, thoughts, guilt, sorrows and grief…
And yet one thought remained potent and overwhelmingly stronger…
'You will die Anna, you were never cured of your ailment, eventually, the tumour will resurface and you'll face another riskier round…'
'The queen of Justice, ha! Annabel Liam, I have seen a lot of people perish because of their ignorance. Don't be ignorant… your family would be wiped out of this world…they will die.'
'Have you seen how beautiful Emily is… even you cannot compare, do you dare disagree. You are so ugly that even the Sky and Earth have to look away from you.'
These were insidious whispers… they were inconspicuous and deadly… that Anna knew guarding against was terribly hard and yet one thing kept her calm–
The fact that she had to save Carlos.
