🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀We sat in the hall, surrounded by the familiar comforts of home, but the atmosphere was heavy with sadness. Every single member of the family was struggling to come to terms with whatever damn scene was going on.Bruno's eyes cast downward, his shoulders slumped in defeat. Othello sat beside him, his eyes red from crying. He had been struggling to accept that Arwan was now a dragon, a god.Arlo and Clara sat on the floor, their faces sombre. Our usual warmth and laughter were replaced with an uncomfortable silence. No one knew how to lift the gloom that had settled over us. We all felt lost and alone, each struggling to cope with our sorrows.As the evening wore on, the sadness seemed to deepen, filling every corner of the room.I was a shadow of myself, even my shadow was hopeless. For a fact, I was far more dead than the Arwan in question. My eyes, red and puffy from the emotional release, felt heavy and tired.The sobs that had wracked my body had finally sub
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