Chapter 69

CAELUM

The wind battered the trees harder than before.

I have to force the glass doors open as I stalked out of the

study, wanting nothing but to accompany my miserable friend who is kneeling on

the grass, eyes closed as though he was praying. His platinum blond hair was

swept to the sides as the wind changes its course.

He is facing the heavens, arms splayed, like he was begging.

Aeon opens his eyes and focused his purple gaze at me. The

wind stops abruptly, and I stared as bits of branch and leaves fell on the

ground. I sighed.

“You are taking it way too far,...