"You don't realize the value of things until you lose them."
A cliché phrase, I know, but I just realized how true it was.
I didn't have much ever since I woke up inside Jevan's body. And in the end, even the little I had, I lost.
Funny, isn't it?
Every day I spent in that cell, the memories kept coming back.
Memories of my days in the Lower District, with Iris and Raven.
Raven… the reckless fool.
Why in the name of the Creator did you do it? Who asked you to sacrifice yourself? Who gave you the right to die in my place?! I don't recall us being that close for you to throw your life away for me.
Weren't you the one who wanted revenge on that researcher? Then why did you abandon it all now and decide to die?!
But the most absurd thing wasn't just the recent memories returning to me. Other memories surfaced too.
I saw a masked boy talking to young Raven in a place resembling a morgue. And that same masked boy was walking with Iris.
