Chapter 20

To all Asian children there, you most likely already know what happened to dear Xander. *sigh. When he didn't have anything to do, he was forced to kneel with his arms raised above his head. Poor Xander. These days have been quite similar. Though we were, thankfully, excluded from the whole private between-us-only relationship. Once Xander was done with his duty we would always go out on dates, and maybe a few make-out sessions here and there.

I've been staying a lot at Xander's place. So much so that at least half of my clothes are at his place and I already have my daily necessities there. It's like I'm already basically living there. But there are things that have been concerning me these days. Not in the mortal world but rather back home, the world of hex and myths. The wind, it's whispering, it's anticipating war, blood, and cries of pain in my home. I need to go home. I don't know what to tell them. Whether I should tell them the truth? How I should tell them the truth?

I just c