Eventually, after all the rage swelled in him, Davis released a breath, knowing what could've gone through their hearts while he wasn't there for them.
He rolled up the scroll and walked to Evelynn, making her stand up after he grabbed her shoulders and patted her robe over her knees that had gotten dirty.
"It's my fault. It's not something you need to beat yourself over."
He hugged Evelynn, making her quiver ever so lightly.
"You too, Isabella… Shirley…"
"…"
Isabella and Shirley smiled lightly, their eyes moist.
Davis let Evelynn go and looked at the closed scroll, his mind trying to imagine the scene they described.
It seemed like Natalya was somehow able to witness her Will, which he had summoned from his own Will, helping him.
