I found myself standing in a room filled with tension, my words echoing in the silence that followed. The weight of what I had just said hung in the air, and Alex's concern was palpable.
"Die? What do you mean? Why would you say you don't want to die?" Alex repeated the question, his voice a mix of confusion and genuine worry. My heart ached at his concern, but I couldn't reveal the truth, not yet.
"Madam! What do you mean? Has someone threatened your life? Are you afraid of someone? Please tell me; I will handle it. I won't let any harm come to you," he implored, his urgency evident. Erios, on the other hand, remained silent, his eyes flickering towards me as if he held knowledge beyond my own.
"It's nothing, really. I was just talking about yesterday's incident. What if someone tries to kill me again? I can't let that happen. I can't die. Because I don't want to die," I replied, deflecting his questions and avoiding his gaze.
