"So... no use in shouting about my innocence." Lana drawled, a glint flashed in her eyes, "Not to mention, Brenda did suffer more than I did, but..."
She laughed like she had heard a joke and continued,
"If that bitch thinks she can dance on my head just because of what she has suffered, then she can dream on. As for those Almond family bastards, I will take my revenge when the time is ripe."
Mr. Crow pursed his lips, but a deep wave of sadness flashed in his heart.
From the visions, he knew one thing: Lana must have suffered a lot in the Almond family. Maybe more than she lets on.
Brenda has the Almond family to back her up, but what about Lana?
His crazy master... maybe was crazy for a reason...
And for the first time, he felt a rare pang of pity for her.
"Hey, Mr. Crow, if I make you underwear, would you wear it?" Lana suddenly questioned, her voice sounding genuinely curious.
Mr. Crow: (o_0?) I take my pity back!
