After turning their backs and abandoning him, Dean found solace beneath the shade of a towering oak tree. His gaze fixated on the path his friends had taken, their departure leaving him stranded in this desolate place. The weight of their absence bore heavily upon him, as he yearned for their return, secretly hoping that it was all a cruel prank. Yet, as the hours stretched on, his tears dried up, replaced by a sense of desolation that settled like a heavy fog.
Time passed in agonizing silence, with no sign of their return, leaving Dean to grapple with the harsh reality that he had been left behind, forgotten by those he once called friends.
Filled with remorse and regret, Dean longed for the impossible ability to turn back time and undo the harm he had inflicted upon Jasem. The weight of his actions weighed heavily on his heart, knowing that there was no way to reverse the irreversible.
