Mirabella stared at Bella, stunned for a long time. Everyone stood still, waiting for her words, and after what left like a century, which was only one minute, Mirabella finally opened her mouth:
"Is that what you truly want?"
Bella's ethereal form flickered like a candle in a gentle breeze. There was no hesitation in her aura, only a profound, quiet peace that defied the magnitude of what she was giving up.
"Yes, you don't have to tell him about me, just said you find her somewhere, and that's how it is." Bella said, and continued:
"And we are actually lucky, his sister has the same height as this body here." She added.
The silence that followed was thick with unspoken sacrifices.
