059: "You Said Whatever I Wanted; I Want You To Fuck Me Hard And Rough. You Will Grant My Wish, Won't You, Giovanni?”

[KHIONE’S POINT OF VIEW]

Mom was gone, and the twins had witnessed her suicide. She did not consider that if she was going to take her life, it would be best if her kids were not there, but she was cruel and did not care how those little girls would feel. But it wasnt surprising since she never cared.

She was cruel, but life was even more so.

I stood at the window of the room that was once mine before I moved out to the Mezzesalmas, a cigarette between my lips, staring into space and wondering why life was unscrupulous to me.

I laughed at the thought. This was most likely karma for what I did to Giovanni. I was supposed to suffer my entire life in order to learn my lesson, but have not I already suffered enough? Have not I had my fill of humiliation?

Another laugh escaped me, and I took a long drag on my cigar while running my hand through my hair.

"You know, laughing to oneself is a sign of mental illness."

It was like he appeared out of thin air, and when I reeled my head back,