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Here I am sitting in the hospital reception waiting patiently (not so patiently) to be seen, I made a point of coming today to pick up my pills, I've gone almost two days without taking them and that makes me a little worried.

(Relax Scarlet, there's almost no chance of what you're thinking happening)-- I think trying to calm my spirits.

My security guards, affectionately known as brutes, are here too. Now imagine me surrounded by eight huge brutes in a small hospital reception, I'm even feeling like a child here in the middle.

It's the height of the clouds!

It's all the fault of that stubborn, irritating, arrogant, annoying, idiot... But I still love him. Shit, it hasn't been that long since he left and I'm already heartbroken with nostalgia.

What did this cute ogre do to me?

I sigh for a long time, trying to get it out of my mind, trying somehow not to think about how much danger he could be in, how cold he could be at dusk, or anything else my ogre might suffer in this damned