Chapitre 890: Pathetic

[Guest House]

[I already lost a lot from the very start. I can't lose another one in this lifetime.]

[If you die, I'm good as dead. So, please… don't take that away from me.]

[Let's escape here and forget each other. Forget everything and move forward. Not only for you but also for my sake.]

Leo slowly lifted his head, sitting in the dining. When Hera left, all he could remember was dragging his feet to the table and sitting there. He hadn't realized he had been in this seat for hours if not for the growing darkness in the guest house. 

"Hera Cruel…" he whispered, eyes on the plate she left on the table. "... had anyone told you that name doesn't suit you at all?"