Chapter 279: For The Best...

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'For the best It would be for the best'

Calista's thoughts swirled around as tears started to bubble up within her eyes yet again.

*Sigh*

An exasperated sigh escaped Azmond as he looked toward the teary-eyed girl with a tired countenance.

"Why do you always have that look on your face?"

"Wh-What look?"

Calista's misty eyes had already made their way up the tall figure of Azmond as question marks filled her head.

She could've sworn that she asked him when he would be dropping her off, so how did the conversation suddenly become something else??

"You know. That look like you're willing to shoulder everything all by yourself. The look that is just begging for a way out. That look," Azmond responded while his finger pointed out a mirror.

"I-I still don-" Calista started to say.

But as soon as she turned her head toward the mirror, she immediately realized what he was talking about.

'Th-That is my face...?'

Her features looked worn out, but more than that, they appeared hollow.

In a figurative sense, it was like she was stuckstuck in an inescapable pit that she had no way of getting out of.

And it only took a mirror for her to realize that she was truly and utterly alonealone in a pit full of nothing but self-loathing and hate.

Calista had blamed herself for the disappearances of her Father and Big Sis.

She had assumed it was her fault that they left her.

She thought that maybe, just maybe...

One would cry, and one would calm her down.

Such a dynamic lasted for quite a long time, as Azmond had even brought tea over at some point during his time with Calista.

He had offered her some of it, and after a few seconds of convincing, she eventually started to drink some; however, such a thing only seemed to make the tears fall even faster.

Such a simple gesture must've meant quite a lot to her.

'A tough life indeed,' Azmond muttered to Boundless.

|Are we going to take her with us?|

'Why, of course. After all, her identity is quite special, so we'll be able to benefit from this.'

His response came with an excuse, but Boundless wasn't buying it!

|You are too nice for your own good, Azmond!|

Boundless's bubbly voice sounded out with a wide, radiant grin as she rubbed her face up against his.

'What do you mean by that!? I'm not being nice; I'm simply doing this for my own gain,' Azmond retorted.

|Heh~, You can't fool me with that 'I only do things for myself' attitude! I know how big your heart is!| She giggled, her hands moving throughout his robes.

'You are simply delusional.'

Following such a diluted response, he turned his attention back to Calista before resuming his conversation with her.

Azmond had already resolved himself to 'assist' her, and he had a lot of work ahead of him if he wished to help the pitiful girl get through the mental blockage she found herself in.

A few days passed by.

Calista had eventually become accustomed to being around Azmond after spending so much time together.

It had reached such a point that she had even started to eat food again!

That once gray and black glass she viewed the world through had already gained back some color, as the longer she spent around him, the better life seemed to her.