Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 395

When she craved silence the most, malicious whispers never ceased to echo in her ears. Niki wasn't just a pet cat to her, Niki had once saved her life, they had promised to be together forever. To her, Niki was family, a glimmer of hope in despair, a light in the darkness.

Izabella's voice was hoarse, almost whiny, and her speech was slurred as she called out for "Niki".

The pain in her chest was unbearable, she needed something to fill the void. She let go of Casey's shirt, clutching the collar tightly to her chest.

"Bella." The figure in her arms was cold, shivering. She had gone from wailing to sobbing.

Izabella felt no better after crying. Her body temperature fluctuated wildly, one moment she was shivering like it was the dead of winter, the next she felt as if she was being scorched by flames. The heat made her back itch.

Casey's heart clenched, he opened his mouth but couldn't find the words to calm Izabella down.

Casey knelt on one knee, one arm around Izabella's waist, lifting her up.

Izabella's eyes were vacant, devoid of any energy. She was limp, as if her bones had been taken out and put back in.

As Casey carried Izabella out of the vet, night had fallen. The oppressive dark clouds overhead made it hard to breathe.

"I want them dead, whoever hurt Niki, I want to kill them!" Izabella spat out each word, her clear eyes filled with hatred.

Casey felt a sharp pain in his heart. He carefully settled Izabella in the car, one hand on the back of the chair, his gaze fixed on her.

"Bella, trust me, they will get punishment."

"Punishment?" Izabella closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, "I don't believe in karma or divine retribution, I only believe in myself."

Casey gripped her hands tightly, "Bella, don't dirty your hands for them, it's not worth it."

Izabella suddenly opened her eyes, a mocking expression on her face, "Then tell me what is worth it? Let them hurt the ones I love? I can't protect the ones I love the most, are you going to stop me? What exactly is worth it? If I could make them feel the pain that Niki went through, I wouldn't care if my hands got dirty!" Her life had long since been sullied by humiliation, she didn't care about anything anymore.

If only evil could punish evil, she was willing to become that evil.

She had once been kind, patient no matter how difficult things got. But life had taught her that kind people were often taken advantage of.

She had already died once, she wasn't afraid to die again. If it meant sending these people to hell, what did it matter if her soul was tainted?

Seeing the murderous madness in Izabella's eyes, Casey paled and his hand trembled.

"Niki wouldn't want you to give up your life for revenge, I think, Niki's last wish would be for you to live happily."

"But Niki is gone, Niki is gone." Izabella's eyes were like shattered glass, she cried until she lost her voice, the tears had dried on her face, her hair stuck to her cheeks.

Casey stretched out his fingers, gently stroking her swollen eyes, his voice deep and choked, "I know."

Izabella shook her head. He didn't know, no one did. There was no true empathy in this world, he couldn't feel her pain, and she couldn't feel what Niki had suffered in those last moments.