"... I will let you go."
Silvia tried to hide away the pain that had been slowly and painfully eating her from the inside but failed miserably. She couldn't understand men. Be it Rufus or Yulis. Why did the two of them toss her so easily when things were hard? Just what was wrong with her?
"Three years, Yul. Not a word from you for three years. And yet, I waited for you every single day and even sacrifice sleep, thinking you might come." She took a deep breath, clasping her hands until they trembled. "I missed you, you don't have any idea. But... why? Why are you choosing to hurt me? Was my worth that little to you?"
That question was not entirely correct or wrong, she thought. Yulis's terse letter to her when he left the empire was clear. He already ended it with her. But she was the one who held onto him. She was the one who didn't want to give up. In other words, Silvia's pain... she believed it was her fault entirely.
