Chapter 217: The Last Goodbye

The Temple was silent except for the sound of Jace heartbeat in his ear. His eyes where locked on the glowing well at the center of the room, the water like fluid was rising with a colourful glow. The goblet rose from the well, as if summoned by his presence, and he reach out to old it. The moment his fingers touched the cold goblet, his heart skipped, he felt an undeniable feeling that he was standing at the edge of losing everything.

Each drop of the liquid he consumed felt like a piece of his soul slipping away. The memories were the first to go, Anita's Laugh, the way her eyes sparkled when she was angry or laughing at a joke. The feeling of her touch, the way she held him as if he was the only thing that matters in the world. Al of it was slowing fading away, each sip erasing the memories as if they neva existed.