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.

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

room softly, Angeline

bed with both arms propped under his head as his eagle-like eyes glared frustratingly at

sharp edge on such a sickly

fear climb as she slowly shuffled toward the bed. After a long while of hyping herself up did she finally muster

with the hospital's networking system... We can't proceed with

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

stammer, Jay heard a tone

of dark cold eyes landed on Angeline

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, to her defined brows that resembled mountain valleys of afar... He could recognize those eyes even if they had

was his Angeline

was the embodiment of stunning and elegance, the little lady who smiled so innocently, the little lady who ran after him with 'Jaybie'

beautiful

was the drive that kept him going

rose petal he held

Yet...

should have