The reflection in the mirror was no longer the pure and whimsical Carol of ten years ago.
At this moment, her eyes were lifeless.
To this man, she was nothing but a tool for venting!
Although she didn't want to live this kind of life.
But as a woman, a fragile lady, what power did she have?
If she could have fought for it, she wouldn't have ended up in this situation today!
How did they end up where they are now, step by step?
Oh! It must be that half-blood girl named Alice, but what does she have to do with it?
Her change of heart wasn't her own doing; that's just human nature, always changing.
Just like, how Basil Moore used to love his child dearly, now he's just as cruel to her.
In this world, where is there such a thing as love?
What true feelings, what promises till the end of time.
In this cruel society, it has become worthless.
The world is dangerous, full of pits, and one misstep means never rising again.
In comparison, just being alive is already good enough!
