It was because the boy named Archer had disappeared, Hannah was filled with regret and sorrow.
Seventeen had been jealous of Archer since three years ago.
Even though they were both stranded in Bry, Archer managed to receive Hannah's protection.
While she could only hide in a corner, like a detestable insect that shunned the light, cautiously spying on them.
Now that Archer was gone, she should have been happy.
But Hannah was deeply saddened.
In all the years she had hidden in the dark, she had never seen her look so heartbroken.
No crying, no fussing, just sitting alone in silence.
Seventeen didn't know how to comfort her and could only continue to guard the cave entrance.
As the night grew darker, the torrential rain also stopped.
Quietness once again returned to the world.
There was no light to the north, thankfully the moon had come out.
The dim moonlight fell upon the ground, stretching Seventeen's shadow to the feet of Hannah.
