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I was stunned by him again.

He will be gone forever and will never return. I want to be with him, but everything that has happened lately suddenly came running back into my mind.

I backed away from him. "So it was you?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"It was you! Are you watching over me? Are you following me? I got into an accident, just so you know!" I yelled at him.

He sighed. It wasn't me. It was one of the demon's tests, if you still long for me. And if you still remember me, he'll send me back here to be with you. I'm sorry, it's not my intention to scare you. "

I can't believe it!

But my friends! My friends died!" I screamed in frustration.

I'm sorry about that. "I just don't want anyone touching you or getting near you," he mumbled.

"You're impossible!" You're no longer the Erron I knew. You're not Erron, you're a demon! " I shouted.

Despite the weakness, I was able to stand up. Although my knees were shaking, I tried to be brave.

"Love..." he calls me.

"No! Don't touch me! You're indeed owned by a demon; you're a demon yourself!" I blurted out. "I wish you had gone! I wish you had gone! I hope you don't just come back; you're not Erron. You are not Erron!

"No. No No, don't say that, please. "Aya, love, I can't..." he pleaded.

"No! You're a demon! You killed my friends! You killed them! You're not Erron; you're not the man I love. Go away, don't come back. "Just stay gone," I shouted with my eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes, I witnessed the gradual fading of pain in Erron's eyes. Gradually, his appearance faded.

He went back to being a shadow.

Until he gradually disappeared, as if he turned to ashes and went with the wind.

It's getting dark.

The night was getting darker and the rain was stopping. In a few moments, he was completely out of my sight.

The last thing I heard was his whisper in the air, still seeming to embrace his presence.

"I love you." And I always will. You are mine, and will always be. "

My tears flowed again. I just stood there crying.

I had no choice but to cry. Even if I wanted to be with him, I shouldn't.

He is dead.

He should never come back again.

He now belongs to the world of the dead. No matter how much I want to be with him again, it shouldn't be that way.

He shouldn't be here again because he's already dead.

Even if I wanted him to come here, I couldn't do anything. He is dead and I have to accept that.

All I did was cry my heart out.

I just went through, crying all the pain I was feeling. I'm very tired. All of this is very painful.

"Miss Aya!"

I was no longer able to wipe my cheeks, soaked with the mixture of rainwater and my own tears.

"Where's Francine?"

"Where's Macey?"

Camilla and I asked at the same time.

It looks like we immediately got the meaning of staring at each other.

"Let's go." We need to find a way to get out of here. "