Before she could walk out of the room, Carmen suddenly called out, "I'm sorry, Charlotte."
Charlotte stopped in her tracks and turned around, confused. "Why are you apologizing?"
Carmen didn't answer right away. Her eyes stayed locked on Priscilla, who was lying quietly on the bed, looking so fragile. After a long pause, Carmen whispered, "All of your suffering ... started because of me."
If only she hadn't allowed Priscilla to marry Ronan, maybe Julian would have never been born, and Charlotte wouldn't have had to go through so much pain because of that monster.
Charlotte slowly walked back to her, sitting down beside her on the edge of the bed. "You don't have to apologize for something that wasn't your fault," she said gently.
"Every birth and every death, every path we take, they are all part of the fate written by the Moon Goddess. We don't have the power to change it."
