Axel.

Toyed by a book.

The following morning, Axel was the same. "I should show up to work today." He said as he woke up on the good side of the bed, he was sure that if he brought Jasmine and her father back together, they would be alright, and she wouldn't be mad at him anymore.

"Wesley?!" It was past 10am. He called out to his assistant. With one snap of his hands, he opened the curtains and picked out his clothes. Axel wasn't the type to have a smile on his face and today wasn't any different.

His room, dark and gloomy, was filled with a light pink...