Chapter 30 No Can Be

• More than a perfect melody created by the piano, it reached his ears. He opened his eyes slowly rubbing these in turn, his sleepy gaze remained on a non-fixed point of the ceiling. He stretched out a little and ran his hands over his face. Like the first time, he didn't want to get up from those soft sheets that made him feel more sleepy. She let out a sigh trying to leave laziness, sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned her elbows on her thighs and with her hands, held her face.
• Yesterday was a day of so much truth that I still didn't understand how I was still there. There, in that mansion surrounded by beings who are not like him, normal. Of people he thought he knew, Fox wasn't what he thought he was and that was following Rebekah.
• I would have to talk to them, but it was the last thing I wanted. In the same way, he also did not want to see her face in satisfaction when he apologized for everything he said to her weeks ago. Exactly, to see that expression of smugness to Melia.