Asheron.
We were just changing our clothes I saw Bronte lost in deep thought, I tried to read her thought, but was unable to because she has learned to build a wall around it. So I just walked towards her and held both of her shoulders.
“Tell me what are you thinking Cherry?”
“I was just thinking Marc considers me as his sister and what will he feel like after I kill his father, will he be the same to me as he is now?” she asked.
“Sure, he would be he knows what his father did was wrong, he will feel sad for some days, but then eventually he will get over it” I said.
“Would you mind if I suggest anything, ”she asked in a low voice.
“Well, it depends but speaks away” I replied.
“I am thinking of imprisoning him and torture till he dies that way Marc will not feel that much pain in hi
