Chapter 20

CAELUM

The vinyl recording played a melancholy song, a wine glass

stood on the table, half full as the fire merrily crackled on the fireplace. I

paced next to it, a bit twitchy and anxious. I am waiting for her to call, to

ask for me and beg for me to take her back.

Yet she didn’t.

I know that I have refused her a couple of times but I

couldn’t help but hope. I can’t believe that she was as stubborn as Aeon and

that’s the trait I hated the most. I chose not to be bothered as I raise the

wine glass to my lips and...