Ivara's POV
“Kerion! Kerion! Stop please…stop.” I yelled, reaching out for him.
He wasn’t too far, nor was he too close, but for some reason, I couldn't move closer to him. Each step I took was heavier than the last, yet I remained rooted in place.
Kerion stood there, his back turned to me as he stared into the abyss.
“You're not going to leave me too, are you? You're not going to do the same to me,” I cried, flopping on the floor since I couldn't move.
“I'm sorry, Kenna.”
He preferred calling me by my middle name, ‘Kenna’.
“It's just too late— too late. Everything has gone wrong already. I was supposed to get you closer to him, but I lagged off and did the opposite… I threaded the forbidden path, Kenna, thinking I could hide you the same way others thought.” He paused, finally turn
