As if Hebe deemed us not deserving of youth, it was taken away from us. The talks we had, the nights we spent together, even the fights-it all vanished from my memory like a carefully-spun web ruthlessly slashed by the sharpest of knives. Only her scent lingered, along with the bitter taste of regret-regret of being helpless to stop the goddess of eternal youth from taking what so little precious time we had, away from us. ❗WARNING❗ Major character death