Alessia stared at Dante, shocked. Marco was letting her go? Just like that? After everything that has happened, he was giving her freedom?

She should feel relieved, but all she felt was confusion and a strange, aching sadness.

“Why?” she whispered. “Why is he letting me go now?”

For a strange reason, When she had been blown away by the blast earlier, the pain shot through her, she realized the reason Marco had always wanted to keep her by his side.

Even if she hadn’t met Marco, The world was still a cut truth world. One way or the other, she would be encountering a lot of danger.

But Marco...