Chapter 117. Fear

“Without you, I will still weaken and die, Winona! Can’t you see who I am now? I’m slowly dying without you!” he cried. Now there was no ego left, only a wish for Winona to come back.

“Richard—”

“I die without you, Winona. Don’t you realize that?” asked Richard with bloodshot eyes. Anyone who saw would know that Richard was crying in the water. Richard didn’t care anymore now. It was as if he was begging for his own life.

“Richard, what should I do? I keep making you suffer,” said Winona, sobbing.

“Winona, return to the surface. We’ll find a way. If Poseidon has blessed us, of course, there is a way. I’m sure there must be a way,” said Richard.

“But—Richard, I’m scared. What if—”

“Worst risk, I will still die, but I will not regret it, Winona,” said Richard, interrupting Winona’s words.

“I don’t want to kill you, Richard,” Winona answered in a whisper, as if she was tired of saying it.

“If you don’t come back, you will also kill me. Bu