Waylon Lewis was greatly shocked, watching Hope Williams with furrowed brows.
In the past, even when faced with deadly danger, Hope would never take a life. This time, she fired three shots, each one fatal. For Liam Cloud, she completely lost her sanity, killing for the first time.
This was enough to prove Liam's importance in her heart.
Waylon was a bit dazed, a sense of panic growing in his heart.
The others stood frozen, staring blankly at Lily Armstrong's gradually cooling body, unable to react for a long time.
Hope indifferently retracted the handgun, tossing it onto the ground, looking dejected.
Aria Richardson struggled to get up from the ground, thinking to go comfort Hope, but as she reached out, Hope coldly brushed past her.
"Hope?" Aria called her softly, eyes red and swollen.
Hope didn't respond, walking to the pile of debris, and knelt down with a thud.
