If they loved me like they told me when we were younger, they would never have left me so easily for Seria. They never would have turned away and grown cold. To allow the torment and abuse I suffered at the hands of students in the academy to go on and just watch or walk away from me with ease as if all the years we spent together never existed. Even with Seria’s schemes and sweet words, loyalty and love came hand in hand. If they believed her over me, whom they had known for years, then I couldn’t have meant much to them to begin with.
