assistirfilmes Chapter 134 133- There was one
Chapter 134 133- There was one
"Ah..." Elana froze when she saw Adrian after ten days. Her breath caught, and her body wouldn't move.
They stood in the corridor leading to the common hall.
She had just finished lunch and was heading back when she suddenly came face-to-face with the person who had been on her mind nonstop.
Ever since the last incident, she hadn't spoken to him—not even once.
When she heard about the explosions and the ambush, she was terrified. But even that fear wasn't strong enough to push her to talk to him. She simply couldn't.
In class, she kept her head down, avoided eye contact, and never raised her hand. If he asked her something, she'd just shake her head, saying she didn't know.
She was ashamed—ashamed of the things she had said the last time they met. That guilt kept her away.
Adrian let out a soft sigh. He could read her clearly now—her nervousness, her self-doubt, the storm of emotions she was hiding.
He took a few steps forward and gently said,
"You look pale. Have you been taking care of yourself?"
Elana blinked and gave a small nod. "Y-Yes... everything's fine."
Adrian wasn't sure what words might ease her worry, so instead of
Her voice cracked slightly, and she quickly bit down on her lip.
Adrian finally turned to face her, his voice low, steady. "I was there, Sylvie. I saw it happen. And even if you were there… I'm not sure you could've changed the outcome."
She didn't respond. Just stared at her trembling hands.
He continued, more gently, "It was chaos. Everyone was scrambling to survive. No one could focus on others. But your brother… he chose to protect the ones he loved. He made that choice without hesitation."
Sylvie's eyes welled up, her fingers tightening around the edge of her skirt.
"You should be proud," Adrian whispered. "Because he died with purpose. And that love… it doesn't die with him."
A quiet moment passed before Sylvie finally asked, her voice barely above a whisper,
"Professor... have you ever lost someone close to you? Someone you still remember?"
Adrian didn't answer right away. He gazed into the distance, eyes soft but clouded by memory.
"Hmm…" he hummed gently and then smiled faintly—almost wistfully.
"Yeah. There was someone... I loved her more than I loved myself."
He paused, his tone quieter now.
"I still think about her. Every time I pour maple syrup on pancakes. Or when I tie my shoelaces."
His lips curled slightly. "She used to tease me for always tying them messily."
Sylvie blinked, a little stunned. She had always believed the only girl truly close to him was Ariana. But the way he spoke now... this person seemed to live deeper in his heart than she had imagined.
"She was very close to me," Adrian added softly. "And even now... she hasn't really left. She's still here, in the small things. The kind of memories that slip in quietly, without warning."
Sylvie looked down at the ground, feeling the weight of his words. It was strangely comforting—knowing he, too, carried someone in his heart like that.
As they spoke, the two gradually made their way back to the academic building. The soft crunch of gravel under their feet filled the quiet moments between them.
Just before stepping inside, Adrian turned to face her.
Looking into her eyes, he said gently,
"Don't hide your emotions… and don't try to fight your memories. Doing that will only make the pain heavier. Instead, try to turn that sorrow into strength. Aim for a place where your brother would look at you and feel proud."
Sylvie's chest eased. The weight that had been pressing down on her seemed just a little lighter now.
She looked up and asked, her voice shy but steady,
"Can… I come to talk to you sometimes? When it gets too much?"
Adrian smiled. It was warm and comforting.
"Of course," he said, gently patting her head. "As I told Elana before—I never abandon my students."
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