He's already crying though. Ari purses her lips. Has she been too harsh on him?
Adira presses his face between her knees, rubbing his face on her skirt. He has abandoned his pride and shame. He would rather die than live a life without her again. Then, he's a god. He can't die easily. With his soft voice, he pleads to her, "Ari, please."
She curls her fingers. People make mistakes all the time. Even if he's a god, it doesn't mean that he's perfect. If he can't understand what he had done wrong, she can explain it to him. Ari reaches for his hand.
Seeing that, Ai runs to her and grasps the hand that was reaching for Adira. "Pretty Sister."
Adira turns his little head toward the nameless creature and scowls at him darkly. This kid is trying to create discord between him and his Ari. If only he could kill this kid right now…
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