"Let me handle this," Bard hoisted his sister into his arms, taking the stairs one by one.
"You okay to walk?" Eunice whispered to Kenneth.
Kenneth clutched his chest, gasping for air for what seemed like an eternity before he finally nodded through his tears. With a shaky hand on the banister, he began his slow ascent.
As Serena watched his frail and despairing figure retreat, a twinge of conscience pricked her heart, and she was suddenly consumed with regret.
What had she done to bring everything to this point.
Eunice gazed at the young woman before her. Her forehead, cheeks, and chin were covered in blood;her clothes were damp, her hair a tangled mess, and her eyes, once vibrant, now dull with remorse. It
seemed she truly comprehended her mistakes.
