Not Betrothed Anymore

I stared at Elias's unconscious body.

Asleep and peaceful he seemed, the definition of opposite, antonym, whatever one may say about it, compared to my own mental state.

I gazed towards the windows, the sun outside had set and a veil of shrouding darkness had taken over the sky and the world.

Lanterns could be seen giving light to the mansion's yard and the streets of Ayla.

'So simple, yet so beautiful.' I couldn't help but think that as I basked into the beauty that this world offered for my eyes to witness.

If only the world was beautiful in its core too. If only people weren't corrupted. If only fate hadn't decided to throw something like this in our direction…

"Oliver… I'm sorry for everything that's happening." I gave voice to buried thoughts.

Constantly, the sense of responsibility that all these things happening were my fault gnawed at my mind.

After all, if you looked deeply into it, it was.