In a room lightened by a single lamp, a lone figure of a man cloaked in black attire was seated in his bed. He looked submerged in his thoughts. The said man was no other than Kayden.
{"You can't die like that to me."
"Not yet until you have accepted me,"}
Unwanted memories of the past about his stepmother were resurfacing back to his mind. The metal glass that he was holding had a dent since he was strongly gripping it. Then another memory passed to her mind. 'It has almost the same words, but strangely it has a different feeling.'
{"That is almost close, I thought I'm going to lose you. That scared me a lot." Malaya released a deep sigh as she put her head to Kayden's chest. "You idiot, when you can't even swim, be more careful next time."}
