"Or so my parents said."
Although she wished to be optimistic, a darkness in her chest wouldn't vanish, and she desperately wanted Asura to help her through it.
So, she became selfish.
After she revealed her name, the pair moved and sat on the soft sofa in Asura's old room, watching the night sky from his large panoramic windows. Since they exchanged feelings, Lucia could now relax and finally seemed like herself again.
At least to Asura.
"You know... Asura, to be honest, I am not completely ready."
Before he replied, his hand gripped hers tightly. Asura turned to face her with the most gentle look she'd ever seen. "Honestly, I didn't expect you to be; such a long life believing they abandoned you, fighting and training so hard you almost broke yourself. Even now, you train beyond most people's limits."
Lucia's shoulders shook as she leaned against his chest.
