Epilogue - Seven

EPILOGUE

Sioux Kyros 'The Fucking' Centauri

Holding the latigo, I started hitting myself in the back. It fucking stings and inflicted pain, but I continued the penitent, maybe until I pass out. Until I could feel the same pain she’s been enduring all those years. Until I gave my child justice. If it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t feel any pain.

I have seen penitentiary, mostly of those religious people, to repent and to pay for the mistakes and sins. Hoping that every slams of the latigo would equivalent to the suffering she had in those years. I shook my head. No, those wouldn’t equal to what she’s been through.

Not even the pain of the latigo.

“What are you doing here?” the weak voice of Richard Sy asked me. He was lying on the hospital bed.

“I came in peace, Sir.” I announced. Sir, who the fuck? I don’t want to cause h