KONSTANTIN
The pain in his chest is starting to manifest. He breaths slowly while clutching his chest. Konstantin is resting on Geraldine's bed while the woman runs to the pharmacy to get medicines for him. The bedroom looks cold and lonely, there are boxes at the corner and unpacked books laying still. Konstantin thinks of the worst thing that can happen. Geraldine abandons him on purpose or did the Twelve abducts the women.
Where is she?
The sound of footsteps outside the door makes Konstantin nervous. His grip on his chest becomes heavier although he tries to relax faster, the trauma he has is like everyday torture. Soft knocks on the door heighten his anxiety but the familiar voice that calls his name gives him relief.
"Konstantin, are you awake? I have your pain killers." Geraldine says in a mild tone. She does not want to wake up the man in his deep slumber.
