With a soft knock, you open the door before taking a small step inside the dark room. You saw Angel laying on his messy bed, silently crying to himself with his arms wrapped around a pillow.

His pet pig, Fat Nuggets, gently nudges his snout against Angel almost like he wants to cheer him up. With a frown, you walk up to Angel and sit on the bed.

You can hear the pain in his voice, his voice cracking through the tears. “It never stops. Please…” You knew he was talking about Valentino.