His blue eyes looked up, meeting Drizella's gaze when she coughed aloud. "I have to get them to school and I do not wish to talk about things with you." The slender female called Star over and led the kids to the car. As she buckled them up inside, she prepared to walk around the car to the driver seat, but before she could a firm hand grasped her wrist.
"Three hundred and sixty five days." He only replied.
She slowly turned to face him. "What?"
"Three hundred and sixty five roses. I sent you one every day for an entire year. Drizella, I've apologized to you three hundred and sixty-five times, begged you to forgive me." Azrael said, hurt in his tone as he stared her in the eyes and reached his hand out to softly caress her cheek.
She flinched slightly but stayed where she was. "You hit
