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I am interested to know how often these days I had already left to sort this mess out. I have spent so long hovering the very same nook and cranny for the recent months. Furthermore, I managed to keep myself distracted with things that I wanted to do to take the focus away from myself from the actuality that was seeking for me through my front door. There seem to be days when I am capable of handling my self-destructive sentiments, and that some nights are extremely critical, and I am continuing to learn that the next day I would get by is existence. I am trying to ascertain how many months I will really sketch various shades on my portrait; I do not even have a particular strategy.
Some hours each night, I do not really feel positive about what I have accomplished in the last several months. It seems to be like something is seriously lacking as if I should have performed more. Especially given the fact that I grew up knowing I
Lovi's POV "Are you quite certain thatyou are not going to talk to me?" Chad wondered out loud. I paused for a moment, taking a deep and heavy breath, before having to turn around and looking at him again. We have been in the park, immediately after finishing a romantic dinner at a nearby diner. We have been taking a stroll around in the middle of the night, intimately involved in meaningful conversations as we ingested the refreshing, evening gust of wind. This was a really dreamy evening for both of us. There was just something thathe had said thatcaught me off guard and washed away the incredible moments we had managed to spend together. "What precisely do you really want me to say?" I asked indifferently. Chad began to look at me with bemusement in his eyes. "I am not absolutely positive! I mean, how am I supposed to go about doing that? And, in the reality, of course, I was not really givin
Athena's POV I had spent so long staring blanklyat the ceiling for a few hours as I lay frozen in place on the bed. It has been a few months, which has now become my typical scenario. So many things started to change, and I am pretty damn sure it was not for the greater good. While I was able to return to work, I have always had the great deal of uncertainty that perhaps the original Athena, who was constantly faced with grave danger and scared to death during that dreadful night four months ago, must have disappeared. And I have this uncomfortable feeling that I will never be able to easily find her and bring herback. In fact, it makes it appear that I would never be the same, everagain. I was admitted to a hospital for a month after that disturbing evening. In terms of the physical injury, I had withstood a tremendous amount. I had suffered severe blood loss as a result of the inexplicable mutilation, in which one of my to
Lovi's POV I had watched as Athena struggled to let herself out of the supervisor's office, and I immediately rose to my seat and rushed into her side. Her eyes flickered on my face and her signature smile flashed towards me, and I smiled back. I wrapped my arms around her. "How are you feeling today?" I asked. "Still the same, nothing has changed," she said flatly. I gently pulled away from the hug and fixed my gaze on her eyes as I held her hand firmly. "Come with us later. I promise it will be fun!" I encouraged her, with an upbeat and enthusiasm written all over my face. She managed to give me a forced kind of smile like she was required to do so. "I will try," she said with no excitement in her voice. I took a deep and heavy sigh, before reverting my gaze to her. "Do not just try, and do not even think about it. You should come and have some fun," I urged her. She just stared blankly at my face, with no at
Athena's POV My shift was about to end in a few minutes, yet here I am, still stuck in writing and adding some chapters to my novel. I also have a lot of editing and proofreading to make, and the day of the launch is just two months away while I still remain on the ground still. Before, all the concepts and ideas naturally flow in my mind whenever I need something to write about. It was like my creative juices are so innate, like it was a constant part of me, and will always be there whenever I need them. They had never betrayed me, even for a bit. But now, I could not seem to locate them. I have been constantly digging my own brain, but the ideas seemed to be hiding somewhere. It feels like I would need to smash my head so that the creative juices would splatter around and the only thing that I needed to do was to pick them up one by one and put everything into writing. I had been called out for quite some time now. Though our supervisor had
Chad's POV I glanced at the two women who were trailing at me from behind as we finally reached our destination. Lovi's face was filled with excitement and enthusiasm. While I started to notice Athena roaming her eyes around like it was her first time stepping her feet on this place. Athena has been invited by Lovi so that she can somehow relax her body and mind. The physical battles that she had managed to face and withstood within the past few months have been extremely difficult and challenging, not to mention the mental strain that has been adversely impacting her emotional state at the moment. I have been thinking lately that we could somehow invite her out and see if her thoughts and emotions will likely improve for the better. Most of the time, she politely turned down our offers and invites, as she has been seriously choosing to isolate herself from everybody else. Well, not for tonight, at the very least. As soon as we managed to rea
Unknown POV I had been running for quite a long time now, but never once have I felt a slight decrease in my energy. I was so equipped with all these running and chasing around that I had become an expert in this field. In fact, I could have joined a track and field competition, and I am completely convinced and confident that I would most likely win and bring home the bacon. I was watching the detective pathetically chasing and trying to outrun me. He seemed like a middle-aged man, with an athletic built body that made him almost catch me. Almost, because my speed and resilience are still like no other. My strength and cunning abilities can never be compared to any superficial beings in this world. I just successfully completed salvaging another victim and freed its tormented soul when I heard some cracking behind me, just like if someone had accidentally stepped on the wild bushes and withered leaves on the wooded surface, making an unintel
Chad's POV I was starting to get worried when Lovi has not returned for a half-past hour, while Athena was sipping her ladies cocktail peacefully as her eyes wandered around the bar. What is the meaning of this? Athena was the best friend, yet here she is, sipping calmly and chilling out at the bar while her friend was nowhere to be found? I was already pacing back and forth as I ran my fingers frantically on my hair. Athena seemed to notice my uncomfortable gestures, in that she placed down her glass and fixed her gaze at me. "Chad, what was wrong?" She started to ask. What does she mean by that? I mean, she clearly saw everything that had happened earlier, yet she continued to ask me what was wrong? Is this really the adverse impact of what she had gone through all these months? "Athena, you witnessed what happened earlier," I implicated, trying to control my urge to give her an incredulous look. She
Athena's POV I have been staring blankly at my laptop screen, trying so hard to scribble some words that would pop up and make perfect sense to me. I had been typing and deleting the words and paragraphs for the past three hours, making it appear like I was not making any progress at all. Because of my frustration and disappointment in myself, I have become so uncomfortable working at the office, with all my work colleagues passing through and through my workstation and peering to take a glance at my computer screen, probably checking if I was able to revise my manuscript with scenes that consist of horrifying scenarios, gruesome chapters, and nerve-wracking ending. That was why I have decided to bring my laptop at home, so I could patch things up on my manuscript and work things out before the launch date for my book will take place. And because the date of my book launch was coming near, I had become so worked out and stressed more than ever.