บท 193: I'm sorry

When Xasha heard the news, his chin fell to the ground. His mouth hung open for so long that it seemed it would never close again. He felt weak in the knees and staggeringly fell back into his seat. His face was one of someone who had just heard their entire family had died in a fire. What he felt wasn't anger or sadness, only unadulterated flabbergast.

This had to be the sickest joke he had ever heard in his entire life. If it wasn't a stoned face Choir reporting it to him, he'd have beaten the person to death for spreading malicious lies. Nevertheless, he still didn't believe it. His tower Lili? An angel on earth? The personification of innocence?

Megan's reaction wasn't as dramatic as Xasha's she simply broke down crying. Choir felt his heart break as he watched the pillars of Estia crumble like a sandcastle. No doubt feeling like absolute failures as parents. She bawled and wailed like she heard her daughter had died.