Sir Ares, Goodnight

The hospital door began to creak, sounding almost as if someone had taken a constipated fart. It was one with stagnation. Jay frowned in distaste. The agitation he felt was increasing by the moment.

Sending a cold and impatient glare at the room's door, he watched the finger-wide gap screech as it slowly opened up.

After a long while only did it finally widen to a palm's width.

Jay felt his mood slowly worsen with the torturous creaks of the door.

Forcibly, he suppressed the rage boiling within and waited with an ungodly amount of patience for the person opening the door.

He was going to repay the person for their torment.

At that moment, an unexpected hand in white surgical gloves appeared in the gap. Its small size suggested its feminine gender.

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He moved his eyes to stare at the ceiling, his more defined side profile shining with despondence.

softly, Angeline found Jay

under his head as his

a sharp edge on such a sickly

felt her fear climb as she slowly shuffled toward the bed. After a long while of hyping

President. There seems to be an issue with the hospital's networking system... We can't proceed with any discharge

than to cut off her tongue with a knife. 'Christ, what sorry

fake deep tone of the stammer, Jay heard a tone

of dark cold eyes landed on

having over half of her face shielded away, the two orbs above the mask-From the long line of her eyes, to her curled eyelashes, to her shining onyx orbs, to her defined brows that

was his Angeline

lady who smiled so innocently, the little lady who ran after him with

the most beautiful

kept him

was the only rose petal he held in

Yet...

appearance should have