Isang linggo na rin mula nang lumipas ang gabing iyon. Egypt had not left Madison’s room since then, her smell is still there.
Everyday, he stares at the wall blankly, and has not eaten a single bite. He sleeps dreaming about her, and when he wakes up, he sees her everywhere.
But, after that night, he never shed even a single tear. As if there are no tears left to cry.
He just feels empty, angry, dead.
Napaangat siya ng tingin nang bumukas ang pintuan, ngayon lang ulit nabuksan iyon matapos ng ilang araw. Madilim sa loob dahil hindi nakabukas ang ilaw.
“Egypt,” said Samael.
Nag-iwas siya ng tingin. “What? Are you here to stop me from grieving?”
“I do not forbid you to grieve,” Samael’s voice remained calm. “Unleash your anger, Egypt. I will help you.”
He clenched his fist. “Leave m
