Nicholo sat on the porch of their home, watching the soft light of the sunset filter through the trees. Elina was beside him, her face glowing with happiness. It had been a long time since he’d seen her so animated. Her laughter echoed around them, the sound bright and warm, but Nicholo found no comfort in it. His heart was heavy, weighed down by guilt and confusion.
"I still can’t believe it, Nicholo," Elina said, her eyes shining as she spoke. "Lucia is alive. Our best friend is back. It's like a dream, you know? After all what happened..." She trailed off, a soft smile on her lips. "I thought we had lost her forever."
Nicholo nodded, his throat tight. He couldn’t find the words to respond. Elina was so happy, so full of hope and excitement, but inside him, there was only turmoil. He c
