DAMEON:
I clumsily tug my sweatpants on and run to Seraphina’s side, pulling her limp body into my lap. Her caramel skin has begun to turn grey, and streaks of white are slowly appearing in her hair. Her beautiful body is beginning to shrivel a little more with every passing second, though thankfully her eyes remain closed. I couldn’t bear her being in pain.
What have I done?
My eyes begin to tingle, a strange new feeling for me. The first tear I’ve ever shed begins to trail its way down my cheek and lands on the weathered chest of my shriveling Aphrodite. I clutch her to my body, and the tears begin to flow freely down my cheeks and onto her head. I’ve never felt anything this deep or painful before.
So this is what it feels like to be human.
The room begins to grow cold, and the a
