And you left him... Exchanged him for someone else. Such harsh words fell from your lips, causing the mind of the young harbinger to shudder. So you don't want to be in an embrace that's stained with blood? Don’t you want to look into his eyes, which you have called beautiful so many times? Why did things turn out this way? What happened, how did he miss it?When you leave, he can only look at your back, unable to even move or shout after you. You almost disappeared into the fog, but at that moment he woke up.

Childe's look met the empty ceiling of your bedroom, generally still a darkened room. After a second, he blinked and exhaled when he realized that his imagination had painted this dream. And turning his head, he stared at you who was sleeping peacefully next to him under the blanket. It seemed like everything was supposed to calm him down and he could relax, but still something forced him to remain tense. Moving a little closer, he grabbed you into his tight embrace, stroking your back.

Maybe he was trying to be gentle in his movements, but most likely not, because they tore you out of your warm sleep. Opening your eyes and not quite understanding what situation you found yourself in, you simply asked. "Ajax? What do you think you're doing now?" In response, only a slight hum sounded while he thoughtfully looked at one point.

"You know?" He finally spoke and suddenly started squeezing your cheeks with his hand. Now he was clearly showing his dissatisfaction with something.

"You chose him. Exchanged me for another man. I'm not enough for you, right? Or I'm not good enough for you."