Chapter 610: A Scythe, dagger, clock, and a wheel?
Elliana didn’t say anything for a few seconds. She just evened her top and stood from her place, blinking her eyes to shoo her emotions that wanted to cloud her heart when all she needed was to stay strong for everyone around her.
"That I am dying slowly?" Elliana asked, her gaze hard, and Misha glared at the girl in front of her as she saw her sitting in the boss chair and swirling it.
"How can you say those words so easily? Do you even know what kind of effect-"
"So tell me what I should do?" Elliana asked Misha, cutting her off mid-sentence.
Elliana scoffed.
"Okay. Let me be sad and appear in pain. Let me show everyone how scared I am that I am going to die, leaving behind everything. How hateful I am that I had such a short life, and how much I loathe my destiny because I couldn’t even enjoy the happiness that finally knocked on my doors. Let me wail in mourning for myself because I am not only in pain, but I am also inflicting that pain on everyone close to me," Elliana paused.
"But are any of the things I mentioned going to change anything?" Elliana asked.
Misha looked down at her feet. She didn’t have any answer to the question the girl asked. She was right. Worrying about it wasn’t going to change anything. But...
"I... I didn’t mean to say that, Elliana," Misha took a deep breath before she curled her fingers and asked Elliana to come to her again.
Elliana stood from her place and walked in front of Misha.
Misha gently lifted her top once again, gulping as her hand trembled.