Guilt [3] - Volition Flame

Yet, even when Silas wanted to explain that it wasn't her fault, Syra didn't stop crying.

The moment she recognized him, she could not help but feel like her heart had been thrown into a blender.

A pain shot through her chest. The pain was too much.

It needed a release. It needed something that would allow it out. All this grief that she was holding back. All the pain she had been holding onto because she had to be strong.

She couldn't cry because she had to be strong for her family now.

Silas wasn't around anymore... It was never his job to be the strong one of the family, yet, in a way, he had somehow done exactly that.

He felt like someone they could lean on, and when he was taken away from them, every single one of the Skylarks collapsed in their own way.

And when Syra and her youngest brother, Lex, were taken away, the family broke down even more, every single one of them doing so in their own way.