Law was sitting on the edge of the bed and smoking a cigarette while you slept. Once again, he had woken up in the middle of the night with a nightmare reminiscent of his traumatic childhood, with an unpleasant stepfather and a neglectful mother. His cold gaze was fixed on some dark corner of the bedroom, while he remained silent.

"What the hell..." the gray-eyed man sighed in frustration as he raised a hand to his forehead.