Chapter 180 People Will Die, But Still Have to Keep Living

The morning sun shone on Falcona's eyelids, prompting her to slowly open her eyes and look around in confusion. After a while, she realized that she had left Theresa's house and moved into the "harbor" prepared by Almande for her. Scenes from last night flashed through her mind like a whirlwind, and her muddled head suddenly cleared. She immediately looked around, but found nothing beside her, as if everything from last night was just a ridiculous dream. But the bloodstains on the pillow reminded her that it wasn't a dream. Whether it was Enzo's forced marriage proposal or Almande's refusal to get up from bed. But where was Almande? She remembered he should be lying in this position before she fainted. She got up, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and searched the bedroom inside and out, but didn't find Almande's figure. Could those bloodstains have been accidentally caused by herself while she was asleep? The aroma of fried eggs permeating the air interrupted her thoughts.