chapter236

  Otto was quiet; he was taking his time to give Anselm an answer. His eyes shifted to mine; in them were pity and regret. I could tell he was trying his best to help me out, he was buying some time for me and risking it all to save me even though he knew Anselm could kill him in a jiffy. I managed to gather a bit of strength, my legs struggled to move, but in no time I had managed to get myself back on my feet. "Forgive me," Otto said, heaving a heavy breath as he closed his eyes to embrace whatever might come for him. "Pathetic!" Anselm spat as he lifted his knife, and without thinking through his decision, he stabbed the knife right into Otto's guts. Otto groaned and fell to his knees, but Anselm didn't remove the knife from his guts. "Anselm!" Diane screeched, reminding me of her presence in the room, as she hid in a corner, clenching the fabric of her black pleated gown. The moment my gaze met with hers, she swallowed the dried saliva in her throat as her eyes held terror. "Anselm