First Stygian Diviner:Apocalypse

It was a cold winter day and Isiah had just lit the fireplace, filling the room with warmth and light. The wood he had collected crackled and snapped as it burned, spreading its heat throughout the room.

Lexie was lying in bed, her body weak from illness. But despite her condition, she mustered enough strength to call out his name from behind. Her voice was soft, but the sound of it filled the room with anticipation from both sides .

when she called for him, she didn't even think that he would turn around to look at her .

yet isaiah didn't reply to her , he just looked at her from afar, but she repeated to him again with a stolen breaths :" isiah "

Lexie's words came out slowly, each syllable pronounced with effort. Her breathing was heavy, labored, as if speaking took all her strength.

He could see the effort it was taking for her to speak, but he also knew how important it was for her to express what was on her mind. So, he listened intently.

"Isiah …come closer…I need to see you '"

He stood there, silent, as Lexie spoke to him. Her words were slow and labored, and he could see the effort it was taking for her to express herself.

Despite her obvious struggle, he remained silent, not knowing what to say. The emotions inside him were a jumbled mess, and he didn't want to say something he would regret.

So, he stood there, watching her, he didn't know that to her he was offering comfort with his presence even though he didn't have the words to offer.

" I just …want to see you, " she added .

Isiah took a step forward, closing the distance between them. He stood next to her bed, looking down at her as she spoke. Despite his inner turmoil, he couldn't help but feel a sense of concern for her well-being. He could see the toll the illness was taking on her, yet he didn't do anything .

As soon as she felt Isiah's presence beside her bed, Lexie's hand shot out, grabbing his in a tight grip. He was taken aback by the sudden movement.

He could feel the fragile strength in her grip, Isiah's expression turned to one of discomfort as Lexie took his hand. He didn't want to be close to her, not after all that had happened. With a swift movement, he pushed her hand away, breaking the connection between them.

." I…I …..I am so sorry " she said

The sudden lack of contact left Lexie feeling exposed and vulnerable, and she recoiled from his touch as if burned. Isiah's actions had hurt her, and he could see the pain in her eyes.

The rejection stung, and she felt foolish for thinking she could make a difference. She lay back against her pillow, feeling more alone than ever.

Her illness was taking its toll, but the emotional pain was almost too much to bear. She closed her eyes, wishing she had never come, wishing she could take back the actions that had caused so much hurt.

Even right now, Lexie was still in the dark about the whole situation. She didn't even know that Isiah brought her here to heal Ciel, she thought that he brought her for something else and it was just a coincidence that Ciel was sick.

She also thought that Ethyl was still there somewhere even though that wouldn't explain why Isiah came to bring her back if she was here .

Isiah was still looking at her from above with a cold look , he didn't care that much about her state yet she just stood there motionless .

With a sudden burst of energy, Lexie sat up and looked at Isiah . "I'm sorry," she called out, her voice weak but firm. "I couldn't help you. I just wanted to make things better, but it seems I've only made them worse."

She fell back against her pillow, exhausted from the effort of speaking. Her words hung in the air, echoing in the emptiness of the room.

" I am sorry that I couldn't do what I came here for , just tell me what it is , what should I do ? How can I help you ? "

She closed her eyes, feeling a deep sense of sadness and regret. She had come to help Isiah, but instead she had caused him more trouble. She couldn't help but wonder if there was anything she could have done differently, anything that could have made a difference.

Isiah's voice cut through the silence, causing Lexie to open her eyes in surprise. He stood next to her bed, his eyes fixed on her. "You did what I brought you here for," he said, his voice soft but firm.

" Did what exactly ? " She asked, feeling stupid about the whole situation .

Isiah's tone was harsh, cutting through the silence of the room. "Are you stupid or something?" he said, a hint of anger in his voice. "I brought you here to heal Ciel, not to play nurse to you. You did what I brought you here to do, and now it's time for you to rest and recover."

All she had wanted to do was help, and yet it seemed she had only made things worse.

She lay back against her pillow, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. Perhaps she had been foolish to think that she could make a difference.

"I didn't know that this was the reason for bringing me here " she said to him, very confused .

" Now…sleep"

Lexie wiped the tears from her eyes , it felt like she couldn't even cry in that situation.

Isiah didn't want to touch her or even wipe her tears, and she knew that.

Lexie knew that he was not going to comfort her after all that happened between them .

" Can you stay by my side at least , I am not asking you to do anything …I don't want you to do anything…just …stay here …I am not feeling well…and …I…feel cold "