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.

Angeline found

his head

had never seen such a sharp edge on such a

long while of hyping herself up did she finally muster the courage

the hospital's

wanted nothing more than to cut off her tongue with a knife.

stammer, Jay heard a tone he

dark cold eyes landed on Angeline

down and her eyes were focused on the ground, hooded by her long lashes. Her fidgety pair of hands were placed interlaced with each other in front of her chest. Jay's gaze locked onto her face. Despite 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,

was his

who smiled so innocently, the little lady who ran after him with 'Jaybie' on the corner of her

the most beautiful scene of his

the drive that kept

only rose petal he

Yet...

should have been