Leah sat by Sebastian's bed, the flare in her eyes worshipped him with a perfect obsession. She hailed him in her heart to be the missing fragments that stood to make her whole.
Her eyes were quick and restless, taking in all his wounds, making her body tensed and impatient. Leah wore a black formal dress, she looked sad and unkept.
"He's sleeping so soundly after making me worry. How uncool of him," she whispered.
'He doesn't care for you or your feelings, ' she heard death's voice. Leah didn't give heed to the comment and continued observing Sebastian. "I trust he will care deeply for me one day," she delusionally said.
Aryanna ambled into the room, holding a supply bag with Sebastian's clothes and his phone. She shot a threateningly cold glare at Leah the second she spotted her in the room.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I came to see Se..."
