On the day of my sister's funeral, both sides of the auditorium were filled with wreaths, and in the center was my sister's portrait. My father supported my mother who was crying and couldn't stand. There was a white cat with light brown eyes next to my sister's coffin.
"I often wonder if I could have saved her if it had happened a few days later."
"I couldn't save her, but at least I saved you."
Before I lost consciousness, I heard him say this to me. His golden-green eyes were very much like that cat.
Although I chose romance and horror novels, this is actually a short non-CP fantasy novel, which will be completed in about three to four chapters.