*The Only Victory*
“I don’t want anything,” Monica dismissed the maid, “Leave me alone,” she proceeded to tell everyone to leave because she couldn’t stare at anyone at this moment.
“What is going on here?” Beatrice came to have a look at Monica, she knew she would be suffering too much.
“Lady Monica refuses to eat anything,” The maid told Beatrice, who smirked a little and then told her to hand her the bowl of cherries.
“May I?” Beatrice knocked on the fully ajar door and smirked, picking up a cherry and eating it.
“Go away Beatrice,” Monica didn’t want to look at her smiling, she had her hands tightly holding onto the sheets and tears filling her eyes.
“Tsk tsk! Please don’t get hurt,” Beatrice was trying to seem considerate when in reality, she didn’t care about Monica or her pain.
“I don’t understand. Why would he want to fall for someone like that vampire girl, I mean, look what she did,” Beatrice was having the time of her life. It was after years that Monica had tears in her eyes whilst Beatrice w
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