"Augustine," Azrael called out, moving her hands towards him. She grabbed his cheeks and made him look straight into her eyes. "Are you a child to cry like that?" Azrael teased him, shaking her head.
She opened her arms, gesturing to him to come into his arms. August just did as she gestured. Wrapping his arms around his waist and laying his head over her shoulder.
"Stop trying to change others' lives. Your mother decided to protect you and my fate was sealed even before you came along. Stop being responsible for us. The only thing you should think about it for yourself. You killed yourself earlier to meet her and apologise. I wonder what you're going to do once I die, go murder others or kill ourselves once again?" Azrael questioned, patting his back. August remained silent to her question.
