Lysandra’s cries of pain and loss are like knives to Fiero’s heart. He knows his sister has prepared herself for the news that Philip is no longer alive, but hearing it from someone else, confirming her fears is just as painful.
Fiero comforts his sister as she cries, and even after minutes outside she just wouldn’t stop. Felicity’s cries were now soft sniffles, and Fiero could also see the pain of losing a family member, as it was evident in her eyes.
“I-I still don’t b-believe you,” Lysandra said between cries and Felicity sighed.
“Do you think I took you here just for fresh air?” Felicity asked, confusing the twins.
“This is where I laid him to rest.” She told them and then she flicked her wrist, and the wildflowers moved to the side, revealing a flat stone that had Philip’s name engraved o……
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