Chapter Twenty-seven

"SEE? This is nothing."

I blinked when I realized that Lenos' already finished cleaning his wounded knuckles. 

I averted my gaze. It landed on the wall clock displayed on the house. I just realized it was already midnight. “It's already late, you should sleep now,” I said to him. 

“How about you?”

I smirked. “I don’t sleep. Souls don't need sleep, Lenos."

“Then I’ll stay. Let's talk some more,” he said, his voice begging. “I want to hear your voice. I miss hearing your voice."

I looked at him, but only regretted doing it. There was a somber look in his eyes and I didn't want to see it. 

Locked Chapter

Continue to read this book on the APP