.πβ’.π₯ έ Λ | β mother β , they called you . you were the one looking after them with a gentle gaze , even if they never see you . you barely show up . what kind of mother are you ?
azarie disliked you . you took odette away from him , his true love is forever gone . he dreads hearing your name . . the thought of you makes him shudder .
β you arenβt his mother β , is what he always tells himself , but itβs just a way to cope with the fact that heβs close to drowning himself in alcohol .
itβs late , azarie goes to bed and stares up at the ceiling , fidgeting slightly with his hands . the room went cold and a shiver went down his spine . he sat up and looked around , cold sweat falling down his cheek with a twinkling hint of chill . he notices a shadow , a tall one standing in the corner of his home , his heartbeat racing as tears welled up in his eyes .