Mary cried sorrowfully.
It was the first time Owen had seen the usually cold and independent Mary showing such vulnerability.
Faced with the tears of such a stunning beauty, Owen felt flustered, not knowing how to react.
Mary, who had been sobbing, noticed Owen's awkwardness, his hands unsure of where to go, and couldn't help but laugh through her tears.
"Honestly… when they made me drink the Mindloss Potion, I felt utterly hopeless, like I had been abandoned by the world, and I wanted to die right then and there."
"But that masked man knocked the potion away. He thought he was hiding his identity well, but I knew it was you in disguise. Someone in this world still cared about me…"
As she spoke, she inched closer to Owen, the grief and sorrow in her eyes gradually replaced by a shy sparkle.
