70 The Abyss of Despair - Four (II)

The question in her heart remained unanswered.

Why hadn't Marlina and Ansel stopped her, knowing full well the consequences of her stubborn actions?

She didn't want to blame anyone else for her mistakes; she just wanted an answer.

Or perhaps she was afraid of something even more terrifying that her intuition was hinting at.

In the midst of this unsettling silence, the door suddenly opened.

As if to answer her doubts.

Or perhaps, to bring her even greater despair.

The girl garbed in black stood at the doorway, her gaze placidly resting on her younger sister lying on the bed.

"You've been unconscious for three days," she began, "Mr. Ansel says it's a matter of the soul and spirit, requiring recuperation."

"…Yes, ah."

Seraphina opened her mouth, unsure of how to respond, merely shifting her gaze elsewhere, unwilling, and afraid to meet Marlina's eyes.