Chapter 52 - The Start of the End pt. 3

The sky had no stars, all of them gone, hidden somewhere away from the eyes of the world. The midnight sky was not glistening with hopes and dreams, only the cold light of the moon bathed Astor as he stepped outside the house, a deep breath resting on his chest. He wanted to avoid them, even though he had tried to keep himself in there he felt like he was suffocating, the air getting less and less with each one of their laughs, every single one of their stares and whispers. They were curious, and intrigued by what they had witnessed a while back and probably Ren's domineering image was still clear in their minds while they had their dinner. Niss was taking care of it all, freeing Astor from the torture of having to be around them.