to trust him, to adore him
and to be killed by him. That was her destiny, that was her purpose in this world. No one else but her. When the girl was thinking, her arms suddenly came stabbing pain, this pain is very familiar, that day she grew four red moles between the eyebrows, is the same feeling!
to trust him, to adore him
and to be killed by him. That was her destiny, that was her purpose in this world. No one else but her. When the girl was thinking, her arms suddenly came stabbing pain, this pain is very familiar, that day she grew four red moles between the eyebrows, is the same feeling!
