Chapter 39

They will beg. They will cry. They will ask me to spare their lives and surely river of blood and tears will flow and no one can stop me! No one!"

"They will shed tears, just as tears were lost. Lives were taken, so lives will be the price and no one can ever stop me! No one!"

These words repeated in my mind as I punched the punching bag in front of me. I punched it with such force, to the point where it was almost crumpled. But I didn't care how damaged it was, I wouldn't stop.

My anger intensified as I imagined his face on the punching bag in front of me. It fueled me to keep hitting it harder.

My anger intensified even more as I imagined her, not just alone, but with the woman he loved so much...the woman he hurt and imprisoned me for.

I punched the punching bag once again, and then kicked it in frustration.

My sweat was pouring down my body. I had been here for a while now, playing around with this punching bag in front of me. But for some reason, I wasn't feeling any fatigue. I w