The front door gracefully swung open, and I executed a poised spin on the balls of my feet, my anticipation palpable as I eagerly awaited Abaddon's arrival. At my side, the ever-loyal Stitch took his customary place, vigilant as ever, although I could not help but wonder if he was safeguarding me or perhaps seeking a glimpse of the beloved owner's response.
Abaddon made his entrance, his suit jacket casually draping over one arm, yet a somber expression weighed upon his features. The sight of his solemn demeanor cast a shadow over my excitement, and concern immediately washed over me. The last thing I wanted was for Abaddon to be upset, and a pang of worry gripped my heart.
"Abaddon, are you alright?" I inquired; my voice laced with genuine worry.
His gaze lifted, and surprise briefl
