Chapter 80

Sebastian's POV

“Why is it not breathing anymore, Luciana?” a far distant memory of a young version of me asked in plain confusion towards my big sister.

“It’s dead, Sebastian,” she answered me, a hand on my shoulder as she stood behind me.

My eyes bored into the dead body of my rabbit. The little creature lasted for several months.

Every morning, I visit and poke at it for a couple of minutes as part of my daily activity.

That day, when I did my usual play with the animal, it didn't move. It didn't respond. I thought it was one of those moments where it just randomly lies lifelessly in the cage so I wasn't bothered.

However this time, it has been hours and it still didn't respond. I dragged Luciana to my room to check on it.

“But why?” I questioned, frustration present in my whine, “I took care of it,” I gritted my teeth. Sadness for my loss shapeshifting into anger, the emotion I know best, “I gave it everything it needed,” I insisted.

Luciana sighed, “Well, it needs more than your