Ivan
No one came.
I don't know how long I screamed, but no one checked on me. It's not that I wanted them to, but why patch me up if they were just going to leave me here? I was healing but slowly, only enough to keep me from dying. So, what did that mean for me? Was Melissa unwilling to let me die but wanted to punish me? She didn't have to do that.
I was doing enough of that myself.
What had I done? My dreams were muddled, but I remembered most of them. The one where Melissa had pretended to be the moon goddess to convince me to give Nefra up. The one with the nothingness and the feeling of peace, and the last one. That was the one that I tried to hold onto and fucked with me the most. It could've just been a dream, but I don't think it was. The feeling I had warned me not to let go and lie to myself. What was worse, my brothers were all shaken, knowing what happened.
They were guarding something, but I wasn't sure what it was.
