Has my body really deteriorated to this extent?
This child...
A sense of despair suddenly surged in her heart.
The nosebleed stopped, but Amanda Smith seemed to have lost her vitality because of those few drops of blood.
Evan Willow couldn't find it in himself to blame anything, he could only keep warming her hands over and over, and for her, all he could do was despise his own powerlessness.
"I've already contacted a wellness expert abroad, and once your condition improves, let's head there," he said.
Amanda Smith silently raised her head and looked out the window at the familiar city now shrouded in night, revealing a somewhat sinister gloom.
She closed her eyes, wearily saying, "Let's leave tomorrow."
"Your body might not be able to handle it," he replied.
"... I don't want to stay here anymore," she said impatiently, eager to escape.
The city held fifteen years of her happiness and sorrow; she wanted none of it anymore.
