Maia eventually fell asleep. Axel and her remained in the same position, cuddling and exchanging a few kisses here and there, while he tried not to ponder on the fact that he was slowly losing himself. When she finally drifted off, he waited for a couple of moments before removing her from himself and tucking her in carefully. He then left the room.
For the next few hours he was working in the kitchen and for the remaining time before she woke up, he thought to himself.
His emotions were scrambled. Did he have emotions before? None of his past lovers had such a strong effect on him, not even his first love. He couldn’t fall in love. His obsession over someone would pass quickly, never lasting for more than a couple of months. He considered that as an answer to an everlasting question, o
