Chapter 116

• ♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱
• Uncle Asmodeus had disappeared among all those people with colorful clothes and masks. I wanted to look for him, but when I tried, Abbadon held my hand and said it wasn’t safe. I wanted to be selfish and tell her that I would go anyway, but... I had been selfish many times in those last few days and was afraid that something bad would happen, if that were the case, Dad would be sad... and I didn’t want him sad.
• I sighed and while Asra still danced with the girl who looked like a star, I moved further to the corner, in a quieter and darker place where my eyes could close briefly.