Cassius Azov Arenthal
It was already in the middle of the night. Everything around me seems to be quiet except for the ticking clock inside the room that was on the opposite side of where I was.
I don’t know how I manage to come back inside the room.
All I know is that I was completely in a daze, sitting in the corner while looking at the woman that was unconscious on the bed that was far from me. I don’t want to go near her nor even touch her. I can’t move my body at all.
I badly want to touch her, embrace her, comfort her, and make her feel that I am here.
I am already here but… I can’t.
My shaking hand turned into a fist as I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying again.
“I should have protected you,” I whispered as I buried my face in my arms that were wrapping around m
