As usual, the day flew by faster than I could grasp. I felt that ever since Samael came into my life, fate itself had been toying with me.
In retrospect, I often wished the day would end so I could rest. But now, the days were short and the nights with Samael in my home were long. For two days in a row, I had found myself staring at the road leading up to the hill where my little shack sat, dreary.
"Whether or not I return, nothing will change," I mumbled, clenching my hand tightly. "I just hope he hasn't come back yet," I added, letting out a heavy sigh. After that, I forced a step forward and dragged my feet up the hill.
I was used to forcing myself to walk home despite my physical exhaustion, but the last two days had been the worst.
What welcomed me at the top of the hill was something I didn't expect to see.
