"See you then," I mumble.
Chleo and I walk straight to the parking lot. And there, I see a familiar car in front of me. It's the car that Youngae usually uses. Then, it flashes all the memories that we have for the last few months ago. I wish I could say that I forgive him. It's not his fault why he does the cruel thing to me.
"Feaubry, you are teared up. Are you okay?" My eyes gaze at Chleo, who's looking at me with worry in her eyes.
Slowly, I touch my cheeks and it's wet from my tears. I bite my lips and wipe all the tears that rush through my cheeks.
"I-I don't know. Ahm, let's go." She nods, hesitantly. We step inside her car as she drives to our destination.
The entire journey is tedious since no one wants to talk about what happened from a while ago. It feels heavy every time I'm thinking about Youngjae. I can't still believe that he died in the hand of Araqiel and now it's my fault why it happens to us.
