Our days ended shortly because of the silly argument we had.
I only give him silent treatment rather than yelling at him and soon I tired myself out.
As I packed the clothes, I sighed the moment my ring on my finger caught my gaze.
My heart clenches as I bring it closer to my chest.
(... Maybe I overreacted a little. Because of my curiosity, I pushed him to the edge.)
Remembering his expression, I felt a sharp pain pierce my heart. A strong feeling of unease began to permeate my heart.
(... I should apologize..)
I narrowed my eyes and a deep sigh escaped my lips.
"Dorothy,"
Azrael's voice reached my ear from behind and my body reflexively stiffened.
"... I'm sorry about today."
His tone sounded apologetic and I turned around.
His eyes stared right at me, and they held a glittering light that I'd never seen in them before.
"I... I'm really sorry."
