I hope you can forgive me.
Those were the last words I heard from Ezio before I was sucked into a deep slumber. I didn't know much time had passed, but he was gone and I was back in my human form when I woke up again. His side of the bed was empty and cold.
I rolled over and was relieved to only feel a small amount of pain from my wound. Testing my limbs, I opened and closed my fingers until the numbness from lying down for so long had faded. The bed creaked as I gingerly sat up, and my gaze landed on a figure sitting on a chair just next to me.
Even asleep, Marku's form was ramrod straight, his chin only slightly tilted down. His arms were folded in his chest, and his hair hanging on his forehead.
Sensation bloomed in my chest, stronger than ever before. I realized then that the const
