Veronica patted her friend's back but flinched when she felt some dampness.
Cassandra was crying.
"You know… sometimes, I wonder if going to Alterra was good for us," Cassandra said. "If we didn't know about it, would our lives feel this… bad?"
Veronica's eyes lined with tears, grabbing her friend's shoulders. "No, I don't believe that," she told her. "At least we have such good memories to hold on to, right?"
Even if it was painful, at least there were memories that made them smile. It was far better than just cruising through this life, day after day, without any color.
Cassandra sighed and opened her mouth to answer her friend, but her words were pulled back as bile crept up her throat.
She took out a wooden container from her space while Veronica soothingly patted her back. Fortunately, nothing happened and Cassandra was fine after a few moments of gagging.
