“Hello, little girl... Where are you going?” asked the woman who stood in front of Lisa, smirking.
The dark eyeliner that filled her eyes sharpened her gaze.
The middle-aged woman took one step closer to the frightened innocent girl. Lisa still remembered this voice. The voice of a woman who ordered herself to be killed among many people. She was Bosy, the person she was afraid of the most.
Lisa started shivering with goosebumps. Her heart beat so fast as if it was the end of the world.
"Aren't you Gerald's?" the woman said.
"Hmm... hmm..." Lisa muttered hoarsely. The girl stepped back as her body began to shake from the fear.
"You have beautiful eyes and charming hair," said Bosy, raising her hand, and touching Lisa's hair with a sarcastic look.
Lisa understood it w
