It was a silent gesture of comfort.

It was the only thing Rosalie could do.

An expression of empathy between two human beings.

People would naturally react sadly when they hear of other people's tragedies, instead of being cold or numb or even mocking them.

This was probably the difference between man and beast.

As it turns out, he kept hallucinating and calling out Youngie's name and apologizing to her because of this.

"So...so you wanted revenge by killing everyone who hurt Youngie, is that it?" Rosalie asked as she choked back tears.

"That's right," Vincent said, a look of viciousness flashing past his eyes. "I killed them, cooked their flesh and bones, and made them eat it. I dug out their guts and fed them to dogs. I spared none of them!"

Rage boiled in his blood and hatred remained in his heart all this time. Nothing he did could erase that anger and hopelessness he experienced.

Even though all of the culprits died, that hatred was deeply etched in his heart. He couldn't let go of it, never in his entire life!

on the floor and their bodies started rotting, they ended up as nothing but dead meat. Hahaha!" Vincent chuckled wildly, but tears began streaming

out some napkins to wipe his

Vincent grabbed her

sound coming from the basement. You weren't hearing things. Do you want to know

bit her

I'll bring

toward the basement. He grabbed Rosalie by her arm and walked toward the

and even the handle

started preparing dinner, she walked past this door and

door to head down and take a look, but ended up being frightened. he had heard from Now that she' Vincent about his experiences and he was taking her to the basement she couldn't help but imagine the

too good down there. Be

"I'm ready.

Now that Vincent was

somehow gave

Although he

good man and

be dark and cruel by nature, he wasn't exactly

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