Marcel looked at Camille and her tears fell. Was she also thinking of Davina? Yes, Camille was thinking of her. That morning, Davina's expression, her small look when she mentioned Tim, her shy look of looking forward, and she said she wanted to expand her new identity and bright eyes of life.

However, everything was shattered. Klaus killed her favorite first love. Is it because Davina doesn't think it's meaningful to live?

Tim, the boy that Davina would smile every time she mentioned, the beloved boy with relaxed eyebrows, he's dead, too?

... both are dead, so the two fresh lives, they even haven't had time to enjoy their wonderful, so they die?!

Marcel's hand crushed the cup, and the glass plunged into flesh and blood. Every line on his body was sad and painful. He fell into the abyss of pain and self blame hell. Camille felt bad. She opened her hands and hugged Marcel tightly. At this moment, the kind Camille forgave Marcel. They had similar pain and suffering, "marcel, I'm sorry. "

Marcel looked at her in a daze. Camille's tears fell on his shoulder and seemed to be transferred directly into his eyes. Yes, he is a man. He can't cry, "yes, I'm sorry, why can't I save her."

Marcel hates himself. Why can't he save Davina? He clearly promised to protect his little witch. However, Marcel knows that he has broken his promise. Again and again, he is blinded by power. He uses his little girl. He is bewitched by Klaus's words. He betrays his little witch... Yes, it's all him, If it weren't for him, Davina wouldn't die!!

Camille was overwhelmed by Marcel's self disgust. He was really hating himself. Poor marcel, Camille stopped Marcel's drinking. She couldn't let him degenerate like this, "no, Marcel, don't do this. It's not your fault. Listen to me, we don't want something to happen to Davina. We love her... I know, Marcel, in fact, you just want to save her, don't you think that damn harvest sacrifice can save our friend, can't you Marcel, don't do this. It's not your fault. Davina will forgive you... She's such a kind child. She won't blame you... Please don't blame yourself... Marcel, you have to understand her... "

Marcel's remorse choked his throat. He struggled to look at Camille. What she said was like ice water. He knew that Davina didn't blame him. Even, the kind Davina wanted him to live well.

However, Davina doesn't blame him. Marcel can't forgive himself at all. When Davina is dead, he just has no meaning no matter how happy and smooth he is.

Every time I think of the look in Davina's eyes before she died, Marcel feels like a knife. She is really kind. She doesn't blame anyone, but he can't do it!

"No, I can't!" Marcel knows Camille's kindness, but he can't really accept it. He knows everything Camille says, but Marcel still can't get through the barrier in his heart.

Camille looked at Marcel quietly. She stopped talking. She is a psychologist. Sometimes, she can release and look away. A few words of comfort from others can't work. What he needs is to think about it and see through. Marcel doesn't need her comfort. Yes, Camille knows that Marcel needs time, Time can dilute and heal all wounds.

Marcel was moved by Camille's understanding. They sat down relatively quietly and began to talk about Davina... However, Camille's existence may be a cure. Marcel felt much better. Yes, he could find someone to talk about Davina. His heart was much better.

Camille, she is also one of Davina's friends. Now, there are few people who remember Davina.