CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

HER STORY

I slowly walked up the stairs, still recalling what Jack had told me. The loud yell was what got my attention. I quickly recognized the voice, it was definitely Miss. Claw. So, she was still alive.

Each step the louder her voice became. What was up now? Probably she was fighting with someone, like she always did. My eye caught sight of haired man beating up Miss Claw inside her apartment.

Blood covered her face, while she begged the man to stop.

“WHERE IS MY FUCKIN MONEY BITCH?!” the muscular man asked.

I watched people passing. They did nothing like always. I walked pass. She wasn’t a good person, she probably deserved it. Even have convinced myself I still couldn’t seem to really walk away, she was someone’s mother. She was Tydo’s mother, although Tydo and I hadn’t been in good terms I couldn’t help but feel guilty for his death.

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