Zac's world shattered, a seismic jolt of shock rendering him speechless. In the depths of his soulsea, where Bella's essence resided, her desperate calls echoed, but Zac remained a silent spectator to his own grief. It was as if he had built a fortress around himself, shutting out the pleas of the part of Bella that clung to him.
Despite the relentless summons from the ethereal presence within him, Zac was unreachable. The cascade of memories, each a poignant echo of his time with Bella, surged through his mind like a relentless tide. He stood on the precipice of acceptance, unable to face the harsh reality that Bella was gone, lost to the inexorable passage of time.
As the weight of sorrow bore down on him, Zac's vision blurred into a disorienting haze. The space tunnel, once a conduit of shared experiences, started to fade away. In the fading echoes, Bella's voice resonated, a haunting melody that lingered in the corners of his soul.
