Zadkiel sat on the couch, his eyes fixed on the TV screen, attempting to lose himself in the ongoing drama of the show. The atmosphere in the room was charged with the remnants of the recent argument with Favian. Tension lingered, making the air feel heavy with unresolved emotions.
As the minutes passed, the door creaked open, and Favian entered the room with cautious steps. His presence was a quiet admission of the need for reconciliation. Zadkiel felt a mix of emotions but decided to focus on the show, letting the silence between them stretch for a moment.
Favian hesitated for a moment before taking a seat beside Zadkiel. The distance between them felt like a tangible barrier, and the room seemed to hold its breath, awaiting a resolution. Zadkiel stole a glance at Favian, noticing the subtle signs of remorse in the sorcerer's expression.
