The assistant left them alone.
Issac approached, his voice bitter as frost. “You think these foolish gestures can repay your debt to Sophia?”
“I just wanted… to give her one last gift,” she whispered.
Issac snapped the candles in half.
“No!”
Evelyn lunged forward but could only watch as he threw the broken pieces into the trash.
In her movement, something fell from her pocket.
Issac caught it – the protection medallion.
Evelyn tensed.
His voice dripped with contempt. “All this talk of atonement, yet you’re still seeking protection for yourself? Still afraid of death, Evelyn?”
He laughed coldly
It fell into a puddle.
and dropped the medallion.
“You don’t deserve protection. You deserve to suffer for the rest of your life.”
Issac turned and walked away, leaving Evelyn standing alone.
She stared at her sacred gifts, now ruined.
Just like her life – in the end, everything had been for nothing.
C
