In the middle of an unknown place where the flowers always bloom, the wind always greet the tress with a mild blow, lay a man with a hole about three inches in diameter in his ribs kneeling and clinging a woman with a hole of the same size in her stomach lying with her eyes closed on the grass that is stained with the vermillion color of blood. "Lei..la, fo-forgive me" the kneeling man said as tears started to flow in his eyes. "I..... ha..have al..ways..been...a-arro.ga.nt..and..now..I-I-It's all ma-ma-my fault" he said remorsefully as he coughs up blood with each word that he uttured. It's nearly impossible to speak with a ruptured lung yet he did . "I-it's..my...fau.lt." he cried as the wind blew a light yet cold breeze as if it empathizes with the situation of the kneeling man. …show more content…
Despite the situation, she still chose to smile. "Erikk" she gently said. "We both chose this path together so it's not your fault." she added as she wipes the tears in his eyes. Opening her eyes was a burden already since her body is already telling her to sleep permanently and she has already lost too much blood let alone utter a single sentence yet due to her awe-inspiring willpower and stubborness, she still is refusing