•National Academy of Science, 1st Ward•
Valerian
Valerian flinched.
Valerian didn't understand how he felt. It was the first time he felt so...crushed. His heart started beating erratically against his chest. It was as if a giant hand had decided to crush his heart into a million tiny pieces. The world around him seemed to blur, and all he could focus on was the overwhelming, unbearable sensation in his chest.
He was scared. Why? Why did it matter to him if Ana was alive or not? Why was he so affected by her death? Why did he feel so hurt when he saw her lifeless body on the floor?