Vincent's POV
I heard the commotion. The soldiers made their way when they saw me. My eyes dilated when I saw my little sister.
I ran and almost tripped. She saw me and ran as well. "Astrid!" I roared.
I catch her and embrace my little sister. This feels surreal. I feel like everything was too… real.
I put her down and held her face. She looks better now. I look at her whole being and notice that she is gaining weight.
"Look at you. You look better now. I'm glad you're safe, Astrid," I utter.
"But look at you. You have dark circles and lose weight. What happened to you, big brother?" she asks worriedly. I smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry about me. I'm glad I saw you in a better state," I whispered.
Her tears start to fall. My little sister was a crybaby. She shows this side of her in people she trusts. It's me and Eliza…? I shed her tears and smile.
"Stop crying; you'll get wrinkles."
