🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀
The Angel gawked at me with a look that said, “Don't regret this”. Yes, I knew I was doing something terrible, and I would definitely regret it, but I won't go on without Arwan either. If I am to fight, then I'm fighting with Arwan by my side.
“Put his heart back in his chest and step away from him,” The angel commanded.
With trembling hands, I quickly did as instructed and stepped away from Arwan.
After a bright light that made me slam my eyes shut, the angel disappeared but Arwan was still unconscious.
I ran towards him, his ripped-apart chest had mended but it left a thick scar that would never be forgotten.
I stood up and walked towards the others, “Bruno,” I called out, “I'm sorry.”
Othello stood in front and retorted, “Stay away from him.”
“Clara,” I whisper
