“I stopped the bleeding, I will get back to you as soon as we’re done with Merleona and Mago.” He mumbled and walks away.
The whole time he has his head hanging low not even looking at Sol when she asked him.
“Isaac?” she called him with soft tone.
“She’s not coming home,” he whispered so quiet that it almost made Sol wanted to repeat it because she doesn’t want to believe what she heard the first time.
“What…” she whispered.
“She’s gone, she’s not coming home…” he repeated this time a lot louder.
When Sol heard it, she wanted to ask it once again to repeat it, however that was enough. Twice is enough.
“Luna? Gone?” she mumbled. She can feel her knees giving up and her heart shatters the second time, “why? She’s with us… I thought she’s…”
“She went back for me,” respond. “S
