Aurora:
While trying to heal Giana, I kept getting those disturbing flashes from her past in my head. The way she screamed, the way my father laughed at her, the way she lay there on the ground, silently, waiting for someone to come and save her.
She kept waiting, but nobody came.
Nobody took mercy on her.
It was too hard to heal a person who had gone through a mental trauma. Physical injuries were somehow easier to treat.
She was given heavy sedatives to keep her in a deep sleep, and still her body was jerking whenever I placed my hand on her body.
"It's okay, Giana," I told her unconscious body, "The bad things are no more there. You're not alone. You have got Lucien… Jia."
Her eyes fluttered for a little while, and then calmness took over her face. I raised my face to look at the ceiling and said a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess..
Moon Goddess. They all suffered so much because of my father. Please make her healthy again. Make her the way she used to be.
