"Sister Helia..."
"Helia..."
"Noooo...."
Nyla, Layla, and Lia's voices trembled with sadness as they watched Helia's life slip away before their eyes. The beautiful blonde-haired girl, who had always seemed on the verge of confessing her feelings for Rio, had breathed her last. Rio felt as if something inside him had shattered, even though he knew he hadn't loved her. The sounds of Lia's sobs and Nyla's cries surrounded him as he held onto Helia's body, unwilling to let go.
Lia reached out with trembling hands, longing to touch her sister. Her tear-streaked face was a portrait of anguish as she tried to grasp the reality of Helia's sacrifice. The sisters, bound by an unbreakable bond, were now separated by the veil of death.
