Chapter Thirty-Three
Milo
All that I’d fought for and desired was gone. Without those I loved in my life, the threat of Diablo was meaningless. What did I have to lose? I was unsure what path my life would take, and now all roads led to empty fields.
For several hours, I sat with my grandfather's body. I wrapped him in a blanket but left his face exposed. I wanted to see him for as long as I could. I spoke to him as though he could still hear me, the way I’d dreamt for so many years. The way we did when life had seemed so right. And I cried because I couldn't save him. It was so unfair that what I had running through my veins couldn't save the people for whom I would have gladly given my life.
My heart sank when I thought of Clara and where she may have been when her end came. Then I t
