Chapter 83 Reason Of Everything (2)

• PEONY CRIMSON'S POV
• The week flew by as I decided to suck what I saw up. I didn't talk about it to anyone. I was too engulfed in disquiet to directly ask Xander or Azalea. All I did was smile as if I'd never seen anything.
• My focus was floating amongst the moonlight raining down on the floor when I heard the faint sound of the door swinging open. I sat up. Xander's figure came into the light of the bed lamp. His perfectly sculpted face looked worn out as his flashing crimson eyes found me.