After that, Garrett backed off for a while. I thought he had finally accepted reality.
Six months later, he appeared before me once more.
A heavy rainstorm swept through the city that afternoon. I stepped out of the research facility and spotted him waiting in the deluge. He was soaked to the skin, his hair plastered across his forehead and his eyes dangerously bloodshot.
The instant he saw me, he stumbled across the plaza. With a heavy thud, he dropped onto both knees directly at my feet.
Startled by the abrupt motion, I took half a step backward. "Garrett, what are you doing?"
He tilted his face upward, rainwater streaming into his eyes alongside tears. "Vespera, I am begging you. I know the depth of my failure. I understand everything now. Over these past two years, not a single ho
