Dana POV

　　But as I held the pancake in my trembling hands, the weight of my despair bore down upon me like a crushing weight, threatening to suffocate me with its suffocating embrace. In that moment of overwhelming anguish, I uttered the words that had been haunting my thoughts for days.

　　"I want to kill myself," I whispered, the words heavy with the weight of my despair.

　　"What are you even thinking!?" Xia exclaimed, her voice tinged with panic. "You can't just do this. Leaving me is a bad idea," she added, her words a desperate plea for reason in the face of my overwhelming despair.

　　"Or I might be dead too-"

　　"No, you're able to roam freely," I interrupted her, my tears flowing freely as I struggled to find solace amid my anguish.

　　"My efforts are all wasted because of Blaire. She's always the winner," I whispered, the bitterness of defeat lacing my words. "Nothing ever changes," I added, my voice heavy with resignation.

　　"You still have Bathel," Xia reminded me, her words a gentle reminder of the love and support that I still had in my life.

　　I shook my head despondently. "But I am going to disappoint him. I don't think we'll ever be able to live the happiest life," I added, the weight of my despair crushing down upon me like a suffocating blanket. Tears continued to flow unabated from my eyes, each drop a testament to the pain that threatened to consume me.

　　"Why do you think that? He's accepted every aspect of your life..." Xia murmured, her voice filled with compassion and concern.

　　"My heart is hurting right now," I confessed, the ache within me threatening to consume me entirely.

　　"I would rather lose myself than lose everyone in my life..." I continued, my voice barely above a whisper as I mechanically poured the poisoned food onto my plate. With trembling hands, I brought the fork to my lips, ready to consume the deadly meal that would end my suffering once and for all.

　　"What are you doing, Dana!?" Anna's voice sliced through the air like a knife, jolting me out of my trance-like state.

　　I dropped the fork, the clang of metal against porcelain echoing in the tense silence of the room. My hands shook uncontrollably as Anna rushed forward, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief as she caught me in the act.

　　I couldn't bring myself to move or speak, the weight of my actions crashing down upon me with suffocating force. I felt utterly lost, my heart torn between the desire to escape my pain and the fear of losing everything I held dear.

　　She ran towards me, her footsteps echoing in the silent room as she closed the distance between us in mere seconds. "Why did you do it?" she asked, her voice trembling with a mixture of shock and disbelief as she looked at me, her eyes wide with concern.

　　I couldn't find the words to answer her, my throat constricted with emotion as tears streamed down my cheeks. All I could do was cry, the weight of my despair bearing down upon me like a crushing weight.

　　Anna reached out and touched my hand gently, her touch a comforting anchor in the storm of my emotions. "Please, don't do this..." she pleaded, her voice low and filled with worry as she looked at me with eyes full of compassion.

　　"I cannot do this anymore," I sobbed, my words choked with tears as I covered my face with my hand, unable to bear the weight of my despair any longer.

　　She patted my back gently, her touch a soothing balm to my shattered soul. "I understand what you're feeling," she murmured, her voice filled with empathy. "But you have survived, and there's no way for them to do it again. We're working together to face Blaire Van Everhart," she added, her words serve as a reminder.

　　She released her embrace, her eyes filled with determination as she spoke. "You're not doing it alone," she reassured me, her voice a beacon of strength in the darkness of my despair.

　　But despite her words of encouragement, I couldn't shake the overwhelming sense of uncertainty that gnawed at my insides. "That's just not it..." I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper as I struggled to put my feelings into words. "I don't know what will happen to me," I added, the weight of my fears pressing down upon me like a suffocating blanket.

　　"Tell me about it-" Anna began, her expression filled with genuine concern.

　　"I am not able to conceive a baby," I interrupted her, the words tumbling from my lips in a rush of despair. "I don't even know who to blame. I keep questioning myself... Why is the Moon Goddess doing this to me? Why does evil seem to triumph time and time again?" I stuttered, my voice choked with emotion as tears welled up in my eyes once more.

　　Her eyes widened in shock as she listened to my words, the weight of my revelation sinking in with each passing moment. I could see the uncertainty flickering in her gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the gravity of my situation.

　　"There's no reason to live anymore, Anna-" I began, my voice heavy with despair.

　　"No..." she murmured, her words a desperate plea for reason in the face of my overwhelming despair. "Don't think about it. It's not a valid reason to die," she insisted, her voice filled with urgency as she reached out to me, her touch a gentle reminder of her unwavering support.

　　"But I cannot live a life where I am not the Luna of the man who I loved," I confessed, the words escaping my lips in a rush of anguish and despair.