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!

and begged me for mercy, when they collapsed on the

out some napkins to wipe

Vincent grabbed

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

bit her lips and

on. I'll bring you

Rosalie by her

looked slightly old and

started preparing dinner, she walked past

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 possibilities of

it doesn't look too good down there. Be

"I'm ready. With you

she were alone, she would definitely not dare to go down. Now that Vincent

gave

Although he

man and

be dark and cruel by nature, he

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