part 4

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Time passed slowly, slowly. One day, Carmela walked toward the hall and saw her grandfather holding a gun, pointing in one person. He said, "Come here, dear." Carmela walked toward him and sat on the couch.

Grandfather said, "He said bull about me." Then, grandfather fired

at the person forehead and smirked. Carmela's eyes didn't blink

Carmela stands before her grandfather, who sits behind a large desk. He looks up at her with a cold glint in his eye.

Grandfather:

(smirking)

If you want to be strong, don't forget to kill your feelings.

Carmela's xpressions cold and she walk toward person who fell in floor with blood..Carmella sit in her knee and pull out her dragger and say " why his eyes still opening" I don't like his eyes,I want to play with his eyes....

Carmela grandfather smirk and look at Carmela...

Carmela look at her dragger again

then stab drager in his eyes and stab twist time and her eyes didn't blink....then she ripped his ranitnas and threw on floor aside..

Carmela grandfather leaned back on his chair and say " I have hearts collections" where's yours?

Carmela look at her grandfather then stab drager on person chest and ripped his heart and then stand holding his heart In her hand

And say " the start of my collection" ....then she put heart in plate

....and look at her hands filled with blood....

The grandfather's smirk was met with a hint of mischief in Carmela's eyes as she smiled back at him. "That's my girl," he said, his voice low and approving.

Carmela's smirk grew wider as she hold heart and held it in her palm, her grip tightening around it until it crushed, the blood wafting up. Her eyes never left her grandfather's face as she stood there, the crushed heart.

Carmela carefully poured blood into a cup, filling it.

Carmela's eyes met her grandfather's as she said, "It's for you." She held out the cup, blood glow in the light.

Her grandfather's smirk returned, and he raised an eyebrow. "A gift, dear?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement.

Carmela nodded, her eyes gleaming with a determined intensity. "I like it," she said, her voice firm. "If someone tried to do something wrong, I never forgave them... but now I already have a plan."

Her grandfather's smirk grew wider, intrigued by her words. "Any help?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Carmela's expression turned resolute. "No, I do it by myself." Her grandfather's smirk seemed to approve of her determination.

Carmela's eyes locked onto the blood on her hand, and a cold smirk spread across her face. She walked calmly toward her room, the sound of her footsteps echoing through the silence.

As she turned on the faucet, the water washed away the blood, but her smirk remained. "Now it's my turn to torture you all," she whispered to herself, her voice dripping with venom. "And I will find you... just wait."

Her eyes gleamed with a fierce determination as she dried her hands, the smirk still etched on her face.

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