Prologue

He stands in front of her as he locks his eyes on the outside world instead of the weakness behind him. The woman clenches her fists trying to contain the constant pain throbbing in her heart. She wonders, ‘Where have those wonderful days gone to?’

‘When did it go wrong?’

Now, every time she tries to look at him, not even once their eyes meet. Not even once, he looks back at her. But somehow, despite his coldness, she can’t bring herself to stop loving him. The more he pulls away, the more she falls in love all over again.

“Am I that despicable in your eyes?” Her voice shakes as she speaks. She heaves out a long deep breath as she studies the ground. Unexpectedly, he turns and looks at her. He never faces her when she talks. He either looks away or turns his back on her.

“No,” He utters only one word. That word alone gives her a chill. She notices by looking at his shadow that he’s staring at her yet, she doesn’t dare to lift her head, not even when her heart desires so.

“You know that only half of you is a demon, right? There’s still good in you,” she accidentally mutters before she covers her mouth. That’s it. The question she’s been harboring in her mind all this time has finally poured out.

“Good? What good can this bring?” (Flaps) A gust of wind assaults her face. She reflexively raises her arm to cover her eyes.

After the wind recedes, she slowly opens her eyes and witness them – the feathery things that latch on his back. She couldn’t bring herself to say a word. Those black and white wings of his struck her wordless. He once again looks the other way avoiding eye contact with her. She bites her lower lip.

“I’m not the same as you. Open your eyes.” After telling her off, he disappears leaving her all alone. A drop of tear falls onto the back of her hand.