Chapter Eleven

AURORA

My gaze narrows to the blinds, it would seem the sun has risen. I didn't sleep last night, I couldn't sleep, especially not with Caelum watching me. He insisted he wanted to talk, I wasn't sober enough to talk, nor was I sober enough to take the drunk he offered me.

I don't have the answers to his questions, if I did have them, I would have given them to him, and moved on to the next hell fate throws at me.

But still, Caelum insists we talk, he insists he will hurt me until I break to bits of me, but how? I'm already bits of the girl I used to be. The girl that never grew into a woman, the one that hurt so much, she only knew one language.

Caelum wanted us to find common ground, switching between all the languages in my file when he had at least two bottles of liquor. He didn't try one language, the one language I'm fluent in, pain.

At some point in the night, he decided to quit trying, and he fell asleep somewhere around an hour ago.

I've been watching him sleep, I