Chapter 12: CH 12: SAD REWIND

The words, coming out of her mouth, surprisingly didn't chill the warm atmosphere held between them.

Nor did Sol's expression change, or he spoke anything to comfort her. It wasn't his style.

Saying that everything would be alright?

Those kinds of words and actions with nothing to back them up were nothing more than pure hypocrisy.

What's more, did she need his pity or consoling words? No, she didn't. Edea wasn't a weak woman, she never was. She wasn't someone who needed a young little boy to act as if he understood her pain and sympathize with her. The truth — as it will always be — is that he could never truly understand her pain, hence, he never acted like he did.

"I really wonder. Generally, people at this moment always have an awkward expression and become very uncomfortable or try to comfort me. But, the same has never happened in your case even after I explained what being a witch truly meant."

"If you don't share someone's pain, you can never come to understand them. But just