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Kevin's POV

A year after the death of the rogues

I was anxious. I was nervous. I was afraid. My palms were all sweaty. I had never been so afraid, nervous and sweaty in my life, not even when I was facing death. I was always confident in battles, ready to strike and be struck at but at the moment, I wanted to pass out, afraid of watching the horrifying scene playing out in front of me and I also wanted to be tough and stay and watch what was going on. I would hate myself if I passed out and find out that I've missed everything good that would happen here.

Yeah, that was it. I had to be tough. I had to stick it out and be tough no matter how I felt. It felt like my heart was going to jump out of my throat any moment from now.

"What is wrong with you, Kevin?" I muttered under my breath to remind myself to be strong. I couldn't afford to be like this. Ella needed me to be strong and it would be a shame if I was the weakling.

"Did you say something?" One of the nurses helping Ella asked a