The unexpected encounter initially made me happy, but learning about my brother's miserable life as a result of my death, replaced that feeling with guilt.
"I'm sorry, brother..." I whispered as I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close as tears continued to fall from his eyes until his whole face was red and swollen.
He returned my hug tightly and shook his head. "I'm happy... I'm also relieved to see you... alive and talking to me. I thought I would never see you again... I'm sorry I couldn't do anything about your death... I'm sorry..."
Sigh... Here, the one who suffers is him. He shouldn't apologize to the cause of his life's problems.
"Brother, I should be the one apologizing. If I hadn't gone on the study tour or been more careful, you and our parents wouldn't have experienced something like that. I was the wrong one."
As if he didn't hear what I said, he repeated the words sorry. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, making me feel his tears still dripping freely.
I gently stroked his back, just like I used to in the old world. I remained silent, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to overflow.
I glanced at Damarius, who was standing quietly beside me. When our gazes met, he averted his gaze, took a book out of thin air, and read it, trying to dispel his presence.
I, who wanted to cry, now feel funny.
He's so awkward...
As time passed, my brother's sobs gradually quieted down, along with his increasing weight. This made me put one leg back to push my body forward so as not to fall.
His slow and steady breathing made me suspect that he was asleep. "...Brother?"
There was no answer, proving that my suspicions were correct.
I sighed and looked at Damarius, who was still focused on his book. "Dariu- I mean- Damarius, can you help me?" I asked, a little overwhelmed.
He put his book away and looked at me, then glanced at my brother.
He snapped his fingers, and just like that, my brother vanished. The weight I felt lifted, making me stumble forward, almost falling. But Damarius' hand quickly reached out and grabbed my shoulder from the front. "Just call me Darius," he said.
...
Well...
I straightened my body and looked at Damarius awkwardly. "Alright... Thanks."
Damarius pulled out a pocket watch and checked the time. "The sun will come out soon."
I looked up at the sky, which was still dark. "Well, I'm not surprised. When I came out of the room, the clock showed midnight. Uh- then I'll go back to my room to sleep... Goodnight... I guess?"
Damarius looked at me. "Goodnight... Melina." He said, then snapped his fingers.
The last sight I saw before it blurred was Damarius looking at me with a faint smile. Then, it was replaced with a room that was now starting to become familiar.
I didn't move for a few seconds to get rid of the dizziness caused by the teleportation, then walked to the bed.
I threw my body face down on the bed.
Sigh... A lot happened today... It makes me so tired... A little happy though...
I have my brother here...
I closed my eyes. Without realizing it, I smiled a little
***
My eyes opened when I felt a rude finger poking my cheek.
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