126. ROSELINE — "A torturous death!"

I slapped Ariel hard across the face.

Her hands hung limp by her side and her head fell forward as though she was simply sleeping. If she thought it was okay to start having ideas, then she was begging to be killed and I had no objections to that. But I couldn't let Ariel go just like that. I had loathed her for most of my life and now that it was time to make her pay, I wanted to delight in it for a long time.

First, I would kill Juliet slowly and painfully in front of her and when she was begging to be killed, I would grant her her wish.

I turned to Juliet. The anger in her eyes had returned and quite frankly, I'd missed that look. That ferociousness that seemed to imply I was despicable and inhumane and she would kill me if she managed to lay her hands on me. Too bad though, she was bound to a chair with her hands tied behind her.

"How could you?" She whispered choking out sobs. "How could you do this to Ariel?"

It was the first time I was seeing her crying without much restrai