This chapter is dedicated to @edi_o! Thank you so much for the supergift!
"I'm sorry but I would not accept it. I don't want it, Ezekiel. I also know that the spell won't change the fact that I can no longer go to the afterlife when I finally die due to old age. I will still disappear into nothingness once I die for the second time. For me, that's the same outcome. That spell will only prolong the inevitable. So I don't want it. I don't want it…" she finally broke down and cried in his embrace. She kept shaking her head even while being held in his arm and gentle embrace.
Ezekiel just kept silent and held her tightly in his arms. He did not bother to say anything anymore and just let her cry out her frustrations. He was just holding her like he was unsure whether to do something or not for fear that he might end up making her sobbing even worse.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up! VOTE for me!