Chapter 304

Third Person's POV

Wren's hand trembled as she lifted her skeletal fingers, fragile and cold, brushing away Thalia's tears with the last strength left in her body. Her voice was hoarse, faint as smoke in the wind.

"Don't... cry."

The more she tried to soothe them, the more unbearable the grief in the room became.

Thalia, curled against the edge of the hospital bed, could no longer restrain herself