Ah yes, here comes the source of the entire problem. The troublemaker herself.
To be fair, I'm really getting sick of her deranged behavior at this point.
A fatal idealist at her core, too naïve to grasp the consequences of her own actions.
Helena Myra Lovecraft. I shouldn't even spell that name out loud in my heart.
She never deserved it—especially when she was the one who caused all of this.
I mustered the most lethargic voice I could, dripping with disappointment.
"Azalea would be crying in the corner seeing you like this."
And hey, did you expect her to reply tenderly? No. She never did.
"She was never part of this issue. Don't drag her into this. Her existence never mattered to me—just a source of failure and utter disappointment."
Wow... is that really how you talk about your own little sister? How crude.
