Maybe she really was such a useless woman!
Just as she had believed so wholeheartedly in life that that devil would give her a home, even after death, she had fallen just as easily for another fellow's honeyed words.
She wanted to stop believing. She wanted to say goodbye forever to the emotional woman she had once been, but...
But...
"From now on, you only need to trust me."
Lynn's voice sounded beside her ear.
He crouched down.
And reached out his hand to her.
It was like a promise, an oath, as though he really intended to enter her life completely, steal away her scarred heart, and bind her firmly to his side forever.
"I won't deceive you like other people did, and I won't let anyone scheme against you or abuse you again. If you want, I can give you a home, too. You don't have to face everything alone anymore. Big sister, you don't have to."
Lynn's gaze was unwavering. He truly looked nothing like a boy his age should have.
And those words...
Finally became the last straw that broke her resistance.
Leaving her unable to muster any strength at all before this boy.
Lynn pulled her firmly into his arms. Trembling, she tried to struggle, but his broad chest was like a solid wall that allowed no resistance. It drained away her last shred of strength, leaving only her increasingly grief-stricken sobs.
Her sobs rang out across the Wasteland.
Over a hundred years of sorrow and repression seemed to burst through the floodgates at that moment.
Lynn held her trembling body, comforting her softly and letting her cry.
Because he knew.
That hatred and grief could never be dispelled all at once. Ever since the moment she descended into Hell, the hope of revenge had