(Author's POV)
"Myra~ … Myra~ …" Elio called her name.
Myra, who was in a daze and kept staring at the receding vehicle, snapped out of it instantly and looked at him. "Huhh?"
"Chairman Larson has left. We should go too," he said, looking at her with a concerned look.
Myra pursed her lips and just nodded. They joined the other three, and they all started walking. No one spoke for a while. Only the rustle of fallen leaves crushed underfoot and the occasional chirping of the birds filled the air.
Today, the weather was exceptionally bright and lively. The breeze was gentle and soothing. But in their hearts, the ache and the dullness were so high that they couldn't notice anything good.
After a while, Brave broke the silence; his voice came out tentative, "Myra~ … there is~ … something we need to tell you."
