Chapter 286: Cleo
“What’s this? Are you really depressed?” Cleo asked, noticing that her sister’s expression did seem off.
“I’ve been pretending to be strong all this time, but unless you’ve experienced it, how could you possibly understand the utter despair of that situation? Unable to move, helplessly feeling the beasts or comrades around you dragged away one by one, powerless to even voice your fear. Can you imagine it, Sister?” As Cross spoke, tears began to stream down her face, her sobs conveying a deep sense of anguish.
Her display of vulnerability shocked Cleo. Such fragility was extremely rare from her sister.
Cleo quickly stepped forward, embracing her. She patted Cross’s back in comfort, saying, “Alright, alright. I haven’t had a proper break in a while myself. This is a good excuse to take some time off. How long do you need me to stay with you?”
“The longer, the better,” Cross replied, choking back her tears.
“Three days?” Cleo ventured cautiously.
Cross shook her head silently.
“Five days?” Cleo tried again in a softer voice.
Still no response.