Chapter Eighty One

Have you ever had that feeling in your life when you believe that there is something you want to do, something that must be done no matter what, or you won’t find peace. Something to ease your heart and believe it was needed to be done? Have you ever had that feeling?

Sometimes, it differs. Sometimes, the job that needs to be done, is often fuelled with the need for revenge. That you need to do it in order to avenge someone. And that if you don’t, it remains unfulfilled, and you feel disappointed and let down to the person you owe.

So, when you do succeed, how is it supposed to feel? Is it supposed to feel great? Content? Relieved? Happy even?

Probably, considering what needed to be done is done, you avenged the person you owe, it’s over, your heart is content.

But is it? For Soralina, is it really over? Is she content?

With her gun still in her hand and raised upwards, she releases a long breath, her eyes slowly going down and looking at the body sprawled on the floor, the blood cove