FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
"What is happening here?"
I turned around, and to my surprise, I saw Zyair standing behind us. His gaze settled on my eyes, and the creases on his forehead deepes. He left the cart and walked towards my direction.
"Hey, why are you crying?" he asked while wiping the tears falling down my eyes.
I shook my head. I want to say something, but the overwhelming emotions inside my chest is rendering me speechless.
Zyair, seeing that I wouldn't calm down, just pulled me closer to him. I buried my face on his chest to muffle my cries. I don't know if there are other people watching us, but I couldn't care less. I just want to get rid of all the fear and anger I'm feeling- and crying is the only way to do that. I'm just glad that Zyair is here with me.
"Who are you?" Zyair asked in his usual authoritative voice. Though I'm not looking at them, I know that his question is directed to that demon.