Redemption
“I trusted you and you used it! You cannot just show up for apology! I hate you now, and I want you get lost!” “Rexom, calm down. It’s not like you. You have never shouted.” “And what?! You thought I don’t feel anything?! Just a stupid piece of things?! Would I had given my everything had I felt nothing?!” “I made a mistake, look, I am here to compensate, I cannot even sleep. You have changed... so much ...” “Bye Maklevien, get the damn out of here. It’s over.” Waking up in his chamber again, on the same old pallet, with the same hearth burning in a deep ruby colour; sooner than he was wholly transferred from the dream to reality, his eyes were looking for Rexom on her now empty chair next to the fireplace. “Idiot,” he mumbled with a hand covering his face. “How many times till I learn that she is gone?” He peeked outside through the corner of the curtain beside his bed, there was nothing to see but darkness further the window; he tried to bury the subtle fear cr...