Deep in the middle of the night, Rhea dreamed of Draven again, just like the last time, he was sitting in front of her on the ground. He sat there accompanying her in silence. Rhea was in her vulnerable state, where she let herself cry and speak anything that came to mind out. She was even holding tightly to his hand and was complaining about her pain.
She hugged his hand to her burning chest, "Draven... it hurts so much, it's tearing apart my bones, I feel like I'll die from this pain."
Her words caused Draven's eyebrows to furrow, but he didn't respond, only staring at her. After a long moment of silence, where Rhea's sobs filled the void, he finally spoke.
"Rheanna, do you regret meeting me and defying the laws of humanity?" He inquired softly.
Despite Rhea's confused and cluttered mind, she didn't hesitate to vigorously shake her head. "No, no regrets. I don't regret breaking the laws or meeting you."
