ANNABEL'S POV
The agonizing scream that tore through the chamber echoed my internal torment as I watched Jacques fall victim to a treacherous trap. The sight of him bleeding, the life draining from his body, struck a chord deep within me. Thomas, sensing the weight of my despair, enveloped me in his arms as tears flowed uncontrollably.
"He... he just appeared, and now he's gone," I choked out between sobs.
Thomas held me tighter, his grief palpable. "I know, Annabel. It's hard to lose someone, even if we've known them for a short time." Thomas looked sad on his own end as he had known Jacques the longest.
I felt bad for him watching his friend die this way. " I am sorry"
Thomas smiled, " It's alright. I hope he is at peace wherever he is "
As the waves of sorrow subsided, we gathere
