Tears

As usual, Sophie Harrison went to her former partner's house at least once every two weeks. It was a very nostalgic time for her. She missed him too much, so she always took some time to travel there and clean the house to remember the happy moments they spent together there.

She was going through a tough time, and very soon. She would have to make a decision that would change her life completely.

The world was no longer how it used to be, and most likely, she would not be able to survive the change without facing things. 

Previously, when she had to make decisions like this, her partner used to support and advise her, this was also one of the reasons, why she came to the house for the second time in the week. She wanted to remember him and think about him before making her decision.

Sophie had just parked her car in front of the house, and after a moment's thought, she checked herself in the rearview mirror, adjusted her glasses, and tied her hair back, letting her bangs fall forward, before getting out.

She really didn't have much to clean up, having done it only three days ago, so she only came with the mindset of just hanging out. However, what she saw just before she entered left her speechless.

The front door was wide open, and the lock, was destroyed, as if someone had repeatedly hit it until it, was destroyed. 

She quickly entered the house, although there could be thieves inside, at that moment she did not think about that, the only thing. She thought was that they were destroying the place where she kept her best memories with the person she loved.

As she passed through the door, she was surprised by a great. stench of blood. A large line of blood ran down the path between the two corridors just in front of the staircase leading to the upper floor of the house.

Slowly, she approached that line of blood to look for its source. After walking a few steps, his attention, was drawn to a small hole at hip height in the wall to his left, so she decided to check that side first. 

Slowly, she peered down the corridor.

However, what she saw surprised her even more. The table and chairs where she used to sit were, completely destroyed in a sea of debris, but this had not surprised her so much as the large amount of blood that lay scattered not only in that place.

Under her feet, a large pool of blood had come close enough to stain the toe of her white shoes.

Instinctively she took two steps backward to get away from the blood, despite being shocked, she was not at all afraid of blood. She was used to seeing large amounts of it.

Because her family was very strict, they forced their daughter to choose a profession that was "Respectable." in the eyes of others, so she had to study Medicine for quite some time only for them to present her as a trophy, "My daughter is a doctor." those were the words her parents wanted to show off at any opportunity that came their way. 

Slowly, she followed the blood marks crawling across the floor, from the wooden debris to the kitchen of the house.

Seeing what was at the other end of these footprints, her eyes began to well up with tears, she quickly covered her mouth trying to hold back her emotions, though without much success. 

"AARTHUR!"

A scream full of emotion came from her. However, as quickly as it came, this emotion was replaced by fear and despair. 

She could see how her beloved looked up for a few seconds to watch her, only to collapse in a swoon, he was not well. She could tell with just a glance.

She quickly approached him. At this moment, she didn't care why he was like this. If there were people in the house that could hurt him, they would have to finish her first. She had to save Arthur only she could.

Once she was at his side, she knelt beside him while holding his head delicately every one of her clothes had been stained with his blood, but she didn't care at this moment. Arthur was her priority. 

After trying to wipe the tears from her eyes, with her hands full of blood from holding Arthur, she said with determination.

"Healing."

As soon as she uttered these words, small particles of water that formed around her were lifted into the air and then directed at every wound on Arthur's body.

As the water touched each of the wounds, it was removing the blood from Arturo's body, making it clear how each of the wounds was healing little by little.

Although Arturo was cleaning himself from the blood, she was not on the contrary. She had become completely soaked in Arturo's blood, and in her attempts to wipe away her tears, she dirtied her face even more with the blood.

"Please don't leave me again," she said, unable to hold back the tears in her eyes.

After going through so much pain, she had already taken it for granted that she would never see her beloved again. However, life had put him in front of her eyes once again, but this time it wanted to take him away from her again, and this time in front of her. Is that fair?

She was not willing to accept this, so she gave her all to cure him. If she had to face death itself, she would go with her determination and bring him back, no matter the cost.

...

After several hours, sophie was still healing Arthur. The blood and tear marks on his face and clothes had dried, although he was no longer crying, his body was still shiny from sweat.

[His mana level is entering a critical point.]

She didn't have much mana left either, so it wouldn't be long before he slowed down. 

Although she had unknowingly already healed Arthur completely, she continued to use her ability until she passed out from exhaustion.

His body fell forward, unconscious, right on top of Arthur.