She bought into the voices that doubted her. She became fearful, shrinking back, unable to save Skyler once more.
Skyler was no longer able to see the goodness in the world.
Zavier smirked, "My feelings for her aren't love? I only have a sick obsession with her? How long have you known Skyler? What gives you the right to judge me?"
Cornelia didn't want to argue anymore, "You should put Skyler down. It's causing her pain."
Zavier blocked out everything else. All he could hear were Cornelia's accusations, "There are plenty of women who'd want to sleep with me, I could have any number of women every day, but I don't. It has always been just Skyler for me. In the months she's been gone, I've had physical needs and handled it myself, never been with another woman. If this isn't love, then tell me, what is it?"
Cornelia replied coldly, "You think because you haven't slept with other women, that means you love Skyler? Zavier, stop fooling yourself. If Skyler could feel your love, would she rather die than be with you? Skyler is dead, died in your arms, died while you were raping her."
Those words, they stung Zavier deeply. But he still refused to admit that Skyler's death had anything to do with him.
He swung at Cornelia, so swift that she couldn't dodge. Fortunately, Marcus was always cautious. He caught Zavier's fist in time, forcefully pushing it away and dragged Cornelia up, "Let's go!"
Zavier laid Skyler's body on the ground, slowly stood up, "Marc, your wife is here, don't let her leave. She was close with Skyler. Let her keep Skyler company. Then my wife is dead, yours too, and we can still be friends, right?"
Just as Zavier finished speaking, the lights in the courtyard flickered erratically, going bright then dark, accompanied by eerie music.
"Cornelia, don't be scared, and don't listen to the music." Marcus quickly covered Cornelia's ears.
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