As soon as Hades had left, I found myself grabbing a pillow and throwing it at the place where he had been standing. Truthfully, there was so much anger and frustration floating around in my body at this moment in time, that I was almost certain that it was enough for me to lose my sanity. But of course, once I had managed to get some of my frustrations out, I took a deep breath and sat down on the bed, telling myself that I needed to relax and focus on what was going to happen and not on what had happened.
I had known that he was going to leave. I had been ignoring the voice in the back of my head that was telling me that that was what he was going to be leaving, but I had ignored it as thoroughly as you would ignore the beggar on the street. I shook my head, thinking to myself that he
