Julian couldn't help but trace her back, his fingers traced the new tattoo on her back. In place of the scattered teardrops was a large drop that formed ripples like the slow motion of a water drop.
It felt life-like, with black shifting to ocean blue.
''Didn't we see black teardrops scattered on her back?'' Julian asked out loud, his expression a mix of wonder and uncertainty.
Ethan felt she couldn't have done another tattoo—she hadn't left their sight except for the dungeon testing ground. He carried her out of the water, wrapping her hair with a towel.
Their hearts were In turmoil, and their eyes couldn't tear themselves from her back. They never doubted their memories—every inch of her was etched in their minds. They could only wait for her to wake up and relieve their doubts.
Julian dried her hair gently while Ethan put on his shirt on her; they were so careful in their actions that Eva slept through the process.
