Finale

For two years, everything had remained stagnant and unchanging. Despite the passing of time, there was an overwhelming feeling of stagnation in the air, as if time itself had ceased to move forward. My sister, who had once been a vivacious and energetic individual, now seemed to have lost all her vitality. She appeared lifeless and devoid of any joy, as if something deep within her had been snuffed out.

All of us, her family and friends, watched helplessly as she slowly withered away. We saw the light in her eyes gradually fade, and her once radiant smile turn into a mere facade. It was clear that she was struggling under the weight of some heavy burden, but none of us knew what it was, nor how to help her.

It wasn't until one day, after years of keeping her emotions bottled up inside, that she finally broke down and confessed everything to Fenrir.

"I can't take it anymore," she cried out, tears streaming down her face. "I'm leaving this pack, and I'm leaving you."

The words hung in t