After that incident, Maxen's life somehow quieted down, and not at the same time. Those who fled the scene just like him from the other gang would come to him and beat the hell out of him. He tried fighting back, but against a group, it was only a futile attempt.
He wanted to bury that incident and forget about it. He already succeeded — almost. However, no matter how much he tried, the memories of that night would haunt him in his sleep, taking the clothes of this so-called nightmare.
Thanks to Cosette, this endless nightmare had stopped. She calmed his soul, and for reasons unknown, the 'visits' he would get almost every single day had completely stopped ever since Cosette came into his life.
She was his angel, his savior. And the peace for the past year with her had finally freed him from those shackles in the past. However, it seemed he made a mistake. This freedom and peace… were all temporary.
