I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

Chapter 32: Awakening (3)

[Sirien Eilencia]

Bad memories surfaced.

Memories that I don’t want to forget, but ones I never want to experience again.

The sight of my brother bleeding. His shallow, faint breaths that seemed like they could stop at any moment. His unmoving hand. His limp body.

The memories of that day seemed to overlap with Razen’s current state.

A dark hand rose from deep within the ground. It was the hand of anxiety. Anxiety gripped my legs and ankles, trying to drag me into the depths.

No. This is too much to handle. Get your hands off me.

Not yet. I managed to shake off the anxiety in my heart.