>>>Luciano’s POV Don’t let your despair screw you out of happiness. I repeated to myself. She was right. She was always right.
I wiped the tear that escaped and stood up with her chest under my arm again and started to slowly walk back to the plane to go home to the manor, my feet dragging on the dirt paths the whole way there. I had some groveling to do and anyone that knew me, knew I’d rather cut my own testical off with a blunt piece of glass than apologize, but this time, I knew I was wrong. I knew I was wrong before, but if Avamina’s spirit hadn't commanded it of me, I would never have faced Zabella and she would have probably hated me. Which was fair, I was being a d**k, but I also would have lost my best friend and that was not something I was willing to do. Avamina was r
