With Aimy suddenly growing a saintly heart and going to report both their lies, Seth decided to take a rest beneath the shade of a tree beside him.
A few minutes of just peace and quiet went by as Seth closed his eyes, relaxed his nerves, and basked in serenity, but his serenity did last for long as he soon felt an additional shadow over his body.
With an internal sigh, Seth opened his eyes and welcomed the image of a pair of brown eyes into it.
"What do you want Aimy?" Seth groaned out, "Where is Irene".
"I don't know, I didn't meet her. I changed my mind and decided to come back."
"Okay," Seth simply said.
"You won't say anything to me. You won't counsel me on the choices I made" Aimy's voice pitifully sounded.
"Do I look like a comforter?"
"Besides you're the older one, I should be the one seeking advice from you," Seth said but a moment later he shook his head and sat up.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!