Heartstrings on Fire novel Chapter 1160

Kearney let out a chilling smirk. "So, I pulled the trigger ten times, each shot lethal. He died swiftly and without pain. That's the last thing I could do for him as a brother."

Agnes trembled all over. Suddenly, the well-dressed man before her seemed less human and more like a devil incarnate.

Struggling to her feet, Agnes said, "Kearney, how can you even say such things? You're a monster. You killed your own brother and committed unspeakable acts. Aren't you afraid of karma?"

Kearney's laugh was cold as ice. "Karma? If it truly existed, many more people would be dead by now. Karma is just a cycle of cause and effect, a creation of our own making. I'm just the karma for others. As for my own, I'll face it when it comes."

Agnes thought Kearney was spouting madness. Yet, he spoke as if he was preaching gospel truth.

"Why?" Agnes asked. "All because you loved Phenix, so you decided to kill your brother to have her all to yourself?"

Kearney sighed, his eyes narrowing as he seemed to sift through memories, his facial expression unreadable. After a moment, Kearney opened his eyes and said, "Yes, my brother always conceded to me, but he took Phenix from me. She loved me first. We grew up together, and I did so much for her. She was always by my side until, one day, my brother took her out, and whatever they said or did, from that day, it was 'us' against 'me.' No matter how hard I tried, they shared secrets, and I watched her drift further from me. My brother was the one who took her first."

Agnes saw a murderous look in Kearney's eyes. She hadn't realized Kearney's love for Phenix was so extreme, nor did she understand their past. But from the moment Agnes knew Kearney loved Phenix, she admired him. He hid his pain well, even managing to bless them with a smile. But Agnes never imagined it was all a facade. Kearney was more extreme, more deranged than she thought. He bottled up his pain, only to unleash it in the most horrifying ways. By then, he had completely lost his sanity.

Agnes said, "Love isn't about who comes first or last. Phenix is a person, not a possession. It was all about her choice, and leaving you was the right one because you're a madman, a twisted devil."

Kearney's response wasn't anger but a strange smile. "You're right. It's not about who took whom. It's about choice. And I've exerted every effort to ensure Phenix can only choose me now that my brother's gone. She has no other options."

"Kearney, you don't even deserve to call him your brother," Agnes spat. But to Kearney, Agnes seemed as naive as a child throwing a tantrum.

Standing up, Kearney approached her. "Septima, you're too inexperienced to understand. This society, this whole world, is cruel. Humans are atop the food chain, killing countless animals daily, and it's deemed normal as long as their deaths are 'humane.'"