CHAPTER 8
CAELON
"Aila!" I was startled when she ran towards me, her face ashen. "What are you doing here?"
Aila trembled as she held upon my coat, her head buried in my chest. She did not reply and so, I urged her to look at me, surprised to see that she is crying. "Did you miss me that much? We just saw each other awhile ago, didn't we?"
She shakes her head and sniffed, "I didn't miss you. It's just that, someone was here before you came."
"What?" I frowned, looking around the empty bedroom. "Who came here, Aila?"
"I don't know him, but, he is stall and he is wearing black coat like you. But it is weird, because his voice is so deep like it is echoing from six feet under and he smells like dead flowers and rotten bodies..." She shivered and my eyes widened at her description.
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