epilogue (I suppose)
I never thought myself a fool, but now it seems I am a fool. A vast joke indeed, I think to myself as I stare at the brat, Harry Potter, the one that dared to claim to be my soulmate, and the one that is now daring to laugh at the fact that my true soulmate is dead.
I stare at the letter in my hand that was addressed to me and written by my beautiful soulmate, how stupid must I be not to realise that this RAT was lying to me? Now not only am I facing a backlash from those who loved my soulmate, but I have lost him to death. I-I GOD WHY CAN'T HE SHUT UP
"Shut your mouth" I couldn't help but spit it out like venom
"what?" the idiotic boy replied looking stunned that I talked to him in such a way does he not think me capable of speaking to him this way?
" I said to shut your mouth?"-- I raised my brow "or do you have trouble hearing?"
"I-I" the boy stuttered as if he couldn't believe the fact I was talking to him like that
"why are you acting like this?." The stupid boy asked as if he wasn't the reason my fated one is dead.