Bab 54: THE WEDDING DAY

Expectation is the root of all heartache.

-William Shakespeare-

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"A lot of things happened, I have not looked into it yet," Knox said, eyes staring into the distance while holding a cigarette between his fingers.

"You have not yet looked into it?" Chaos narrowed his eyes, with his arms folded in front of his chest, while his long black hair, tied behind his nape, fluttered in the night wind.

The two creatures from the same soul stood on the top of a tower in the middle of the city. No one would realize they were there, but again, who would have thought there was someone who would be in such a place.

"Yes," Knox answered simply.

Chaos had asked him to look into the other pieces of his shattered soul and he even mentioned where Knox could look into them. It was such a clear command, but Knox neglected it too much.