Autumn

　　"Thank you so much, Autumn," Mary began, her voice trembling as she fell to her knees before me. Her face was buried in her hands, and her sobs grew louder with each passing second, filling the room with their raw intensity.

　　Lily mirrored her actions, her cries equally desperate and unsettling. "I didn't expect to still have time to live for myself," she wailed, but I remained stoic, offering them no reaction.

　　"Remove them from this pack," I ...