Erza stared at Yuuta as the atmosphere inside the apartment changed completely.
Only minutes ago, this had been a conversation between husband and wife, but now it felt disturbingly close to a battlefield.
Yuuta stood opposite her despite the exhaustion still weighing upon his body, his newly awakened aura flowing around him while his crimson eyes demanded an answer she had already decided she could never give.
Erza couldn't understand why he was so stubborn about uncovering the truth.
She understood that it belonged to him, and perhaps that was exactly why he refused to let it go, but after witnessing what happened only moments ago, none of that mattered anymore.
She had seen him screaming.
She had watched blood pour from his eyes, ears, and nose while his own memories tore through his mind.
Whatever anger Yuuta felt toward her was something she could endure.
She would not risk his life again.
I won't make the same mistake again.
Erza's fingers slowly tightened.
