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Axel swallowed thickly, his heart felt heavy. He let her go with a jerk and moved away from her. The bed moved with his heavy movement. Getting out of bed he walked to the drawer. Taking out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter he made his way into the balcony.

He lit the cigarette and dragged a long puff as the cold breeze swept past his warm skin ruffling his black locks.

Axel stood there smoking for a while to calm down. His heart was still beating fast but the darkness that was sweeping inside him was beyond his familiarity.

He crushed the end of the cigarette under his foot not caring that it'll get burned. He turned to walk inside hoping that she was gone but she was still there on the bed laying in the same position where he left her. She was staring at the mirror on the ceiling lifelessly and seeing her like that twisted something inside him.

Walking to the closet he grabbed a sweater and threw it at her. "Wear it," He said calmly but she didn't move.

"Evelyn!" He growled and