POV: Third Person
The first sunrise after the Great War was the most beautiful morning the Silver Moon Estate had ever seen.
The sky was painted with soft, glowing orange and pink sunlight.
inside the quiet bunker, Aria slowly opened her eyes.
The moment she woke up, a massive, crushing wave of physical exhaustion hit her. Her muscles burned, and her chest felt strange and slightly hollow. The reality of splitting her own soul in half to save a child was finally catching up to her physical human body.
"Take it easy, sweetheart," a soft, warm voice whispered.
Aria slowly turned her head. Helen was sitting in a chair beside the bed, holding a cup of warm herbal tea. She looked exhausted. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but she wore a beautiful, peaceful smile.
"Mom..." Ari
