"You are kind of right." He said, and Lorenzo turned his head to look at him.
"I am always right, little brother." He smiled proudly and Azrael, who was already used to his prideful attitude, rolled his eyes.
"I need to make a sincere apology to her."
"Yes, you need to." Lorenzo chuckled softly and stood up from the bed.
He took a quick shower and slipped into his casual home wear.
He wore his slippers and, with his hand stuffed into the pocket of his pants, he stepped out of his room and made his way downstairs.
He proceeded to walk to the living room, but halted when he spotted Diana through the glass door that led to the backyard.
A slight smile ensued on his face, and he turned around, then began to walk towards the glass door.
He pushed it open and stepped out into the backyard.
