Angeline’s face was deadly pale, and her body kept trembling.
"Prajna, if the story could go back to the starting point, if the jacaranda at that time had my maturity now, or if you had appeared in time after I made a mistake, I would resolutely make up my mind to leave him so that the two of you could be together even if I loved him."
There were tears in Angelina's eyes." However, I’ve been with him for so long now. We’re co-dependent on each other and our presence in each other's life is a force of habit. If you ask me to leave him and my children now, it's tantamount to cutting my flesh and blood.”
She begged Prajna bitterly, "Is there any other way that I can make it up to you, Prajna? What can I do to lessen your pain and allow me to continue living?"
Prajna laughed in anger. "Angeline, just thinking of being separated from him makes you feel extremely pained, right? But you must know that I've been in pain for a long time. I spend every minute and every second in such pain."
Angeline closed her eyes in despair. At this moment, she could sincerely feel Prajna's sorrow. She was filled with nothing but guilt for Prajna. "I'm sorry."
She slowly walked toward her and decided to give herself to her. “Prajna, if my death can help you vent your anger, then go ahead and do it."
Prajna raised her hand, and Angelina's Soul Silk began to leak. Blue light overflowed from Angelina's body.
Prajna was astonished. "You’re actually a..."
The unspoken words finally came to an abrupt end.
Angeline opened his eyes and looked at her in surprise.
At this time, she saw the black smoke in Prajna's eyes. Angeline’s chaotic brain suddenly became clear, and she quickly stepped back. As she glared at Prajna, she scowled. "You're a demon."
Prajna said, "I'm not a demon. I was originally an immortal.”
Angeline said, "Then why is there black energy in your eyes?"
Prajna said, "There has been too much hatred."
Angeline was speechless.
Prajna took advantage of Angeline at this moment when she had her guard down and shot out a palm at her. Angeline merely took it, and it felt as if her body was losing its weight. She was about to disintegrate.
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