Hours before the disheartening happening occurred, even before Azrael could give his closing speech, a certain guest was missing from one of the tables reserved, it wasn’t as suspicious as it would be as there are other people who decided to do their own stuff as no one could predict that the host will deliver his ending remarks a bit earlier than what was planned. With auburn brown hair and bright green eyes, Frederick Lenard caught the attention of many, being one of the few actors who were invited since most people Azrael was acquainted with are business people with their family or daughters. Azrael knows Frederick from when they were young, Frederick was one of the abandoned children whom his uncle also took under his roof, way before his business became successful, those were the tough times when they can barely afford to have two meals per day, Azrael was ten years old when an eight year old Rikky came into their small home. The actor walked down the hallways near the kitchen,

While the party was nearing its end and Azrael gave off his speech, a man in a chef’s uniform was in a hurry as time was slowly running out, all his evil machinations had turned into a concrete plan, and it was up to him, to this next 10 minutes if he would succeed.  

Amidst the frenzied and chaotic event, when all seems lost in despair and blur, the man in an expensive suit was devoid of any emotions, the pain was too numbing for him. He wasn’t an emotional person, people deemed him to be a cold-hearted man, yet, this event proved to everyone that underneath his elegant aura, his cool composure and his hard demeanor, he is nothing but a human who longed to be loved amidst all his flaws.  

“How come you are giving me the benefit of the doubt when all evidence was obviously pointing right at me?” Andromeda returned his question with another. Her knees were feeling weak and she wanted to lay down yet her will was stronger than all those urges.  

“Are you feeling a bit better?” words spilled out from the woman who came out from the shower with a white towel on her head. Her long golden hair was soaking wet, drops of water were continuously falling down on the marbled floor.  It w