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Chapter 140: Epilogue
*** Some Time Later...***
“/Aiden? Can you hear me? Aiden? Please?/”
“/Huh? Who? Imogen? That you?/” I really wasn't expecting to hear from my sister. Not this way. A text, sure. I’ve been bad at texting her, despite my promises. A message from her complaining about it wouldn’t surprise me.
“/Aiden, thank the Goddess!/” Is she crying? My little sister?
“/Imogen, what’s wrong
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