"Eat," Beck says to me, but I'm unable to respond.
Sitting in Elias' office, I clutch the plastic plate of food in my hands without saying a word. Though Beck insists eat to regain my strength, I can't help but feel a numbness in this moment.
The image of what happened is still vivid and playing on loop in my head like a broken record.
I tried to help him. When I saw him fall, my feet carried me faster than my thoughts could process what was going on.
Upon reaching the railing, my hand reached out for him, but he was too far. Unwilling to let go, I called up Darius' Telekinesis Instinct, catching him mid-fall.
But just then… the strength of the Instinct in my veins began to fade, and my grip faltered.
I watched him fall, catching the glimpse of horror in his eyes as he descended. And then…
*SPLAT*
My body jolts and the food almost slips from my hand.
