Lily finally found out what had happened that day, four years ago.
The day she left.
"I... I understand now... Thank you, Joan."
Supporting herself on the table, Lily stood up, her body swaying slightly from the sudden movement.
"Lily..." Joan Wellington called out to her worriedly.
"I'm fine, I'm really fine..."
She stared blankly ahead, tears swirling in her eyes but no longer falling.
Her beautiful peach-shaped eyes were wide open, but inside, there was no longer any bright color.
They had become dull and lifeless.
Watching Lily's unsteady steps as she attempted to leave, Joan couldn't help but shout after her, "Brother Ethan, until the very last moment his consciousness faded, thought only of how to protect you. He said the other him was too brutal, and he feared he would destroy you, until the end, he never forgot you... Lily, you can't just give up, you can't..."
