My tears wet the ribbon that was covering my eyes. Harry walked behind me, and he gently lifted my hand with his robotic hand. I immediately choked with sobs, and shivered.

I hadn’t allowed myself to cry or show weakness, due to my strong character, ever since arriving into this world.

The last time I had cried was because I was worried about leading Harry to his death, and it was out of extreme guilt and self-blame. I had cried because I was afraid of facing Harry’s parents, Uncle Mason and Sis Ceci.

Now, I was crying because I was sending all of these souls to their deaths.

I was simply unable to control my tears. Despite Harry’s support,...