Aur finished his tea, slung his bag over his shoulder, and seamlessly blended into the crowd.
From the window, Ava observed it all, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, a comforting hand rested on her shoulder.
"Don't cry, Ava. Your brother will come back soon," Evelyn consoled her, but Ava remained unresponsive, her gaze fixed on Aur's retreating figure.
"It's good that this girl is attached to her brother. When we leave, Aur can support her properly," Evelyn thought with a sigh.
She was resigned to her impending death, with Adam already in the same boat. Even if she managed to live a bit longer, Evelyn knew her time was limited.
Both of them were certain of their fate because the village guarded the lifespan spells dearly; obtaining one was a stroke of luck. Evelyn was well aware of the improbability of Aur securing a lifespan spell.
