Chapter Fifty *Lost*

*TRIGGER WARNING* *this chapter may contain some harsh words, abuse and violence*

I didn't know what to do, the fact that I couldn't save my girl! Damn it, when I got out of the room, I couldn't handle her Suicidal thoughts, I decided that I need to visit my sister's grave, I need to talk!

I left the Kingdom, when I reached her grave, I could see the girls that Andria saved from as far as the village and Jasmine's grave were so near, she saved all of these women, but no one saved her, not even me, and she couldn't save herself

Lost... feeling helpless when you know that you couldn't help someone you love, that feeling when you blame yourself: because you believe that you could've helped

"I could've saved her, I could've" I whispered in front of Jasmin's grave, I took some steps away from the grave and towards the tents, when they saw me coming they started smiling at me, and that girl Jasmin came running

"how's she?" she asked smiling