Dems' Point of View
"How is she?" I immediately asked the doctor in front of me and went to my mother, who still had her eyes closed until now.
I cried. A lot.
Again,
Alfeo is there with me. As time goes by, as I take care of mom's free priest body, I gradually re-realize who's fault it is.
It's me. If I had just taken her with me to the beach that day, with Luca and in our outing, it wouldn't have this! It's all my fault! It's my fault!
"Demetria—"
"Alfeo, please. Leave me alone." You don't see the slightest bit of emotion on my face while saying those words.
His face got serious.
"I won't. Even if you remove me from here next to you, I won't leave. " I shut my eyes in frustration. I don't want to hurt him. But... This is the only decision that is best for both of us.
