"Theo" Caera tried to catch hold of his shoulder, her expressions a mix of annoyance and anger. She did not want her brother to suffer alone.
No one knew but her the most about him.
He was her little brother—
He was the boy who would come crying to her everytime their parents shouted at them. Theodore was a kid who would play with her…follow her around endlessly, calling her sis.
He was her brother who would tell her all the gossip about people his age so they can have a laugh together.
The two had spent most of their childhood, being together, loving and taking care of each other.
When the news of Theodore's death had reached her ears, she had broken in a way no one expected. The girl was always throwing tantrums to the family gods so that she can awaken a bloodline.
But after theo died, it was as if a storm hit her. She no longer cared about awakening or preaching a dead god.
