This time you had the courage to return to that old wooden house again, with Axel. This time there was not just one grave but two. “Cry, cry loudly. I will always be here.” Axel hugged you tightly, letting you bury your face in his chest and sob like a lost child. “It's snowing again, let's go inside.” Axel said softly 'What the hell was he expecting?' For you, that lost warmth will never be found again for the rest of your life. Spring comes, butterfly flowers bloom again in familiar garden corners. “Is it you, Aiden?” you mumbled softly. “Why can't you, just once, look me?” Axel said quietly