'Wasn't it enough? Haven't I done enough until now to finally be at peace? To live a normal life? Could I've avoided Laurel's unfair fate?'
Oswald was facing Risandro, his sight was darkening little by little as he lost himself in questions.
"Why did you come back?"
"Do I look like I have the choice?"
"Maybe." The little girl tapped her fingers and rolled calmly on the endless ground. "Are you not worried about your friend? You left him all by himself."
Oswald tried to keep his body out of water, he was fighting against the incredible pressure that pushed him deeper.
"Why are you worrying about him? He doesn't care about you at all. There's no use faking your worries. I was, simply taking what was mine back. At first, I thought this ring was a simple object, but when she took it from me, I felt a part of me leaving."
