Chapter 23

Ariezel's POV

There was not going to be any more pestering, I had made sure of that.

In the confines of my room, I looked up to the ceiling.

I should have been happy about this.

Why wasn't I happy?

…

I went to work as normal, but during the lunch period nobody came in.

I glanced at the door a few times before giving in. A tendril of disappointment filled me which I quickly curbed. I couldn't be disappointed.

I had chosen this afterall.

The only sign that remained if his changes was the fact that I still worked with Ambrose and the meals they served me in the cafeteria.

For the past several days I had barely seen him as usual. Aside from the moments in the cafeteria where he ate, there was not a trace of him. The living scene I used to see with him and Serena was gone, and for some reason the lack filled me with a mix of joy and guilt at the same time.

I should have been happy.

Why wasn't I happy?

On the weekend of my next check-up, I went to the hospital alone, tracing the way with so