Chapter 17 - Straying from His Love

Awakening, my surroundings were quite unfamiliar. A new scent was present, as well as the candles that struggled to light the pitch-black room, creating a mellow atmosphere. Soon, I recalled what had occurred what had happened in previous events, props to the headache that ruptured my train of thought. Returning to my observations of the peculiar room, the furniture that was displayed had seemed to wither with age, yet it still held its commodious properties. Focusing further, I noticed a figure that looked to be a human, dressing for some event that I do not know of.