﹏✩°Adam's death has more than affected you. You saw the man smile for the last time as golden blood flowed down his face...•°

•°But.. you couldn’t... You couldn’t forget him, no matter how much you and he wanted to. Every night after his death, it was as if you heard his voice, as if you saw his dear face And it's true....°•

•°You sat on the bed again, crying, yearning for your dear angel. Suddenly, you feel a coldness around your shoulders, as if a cold wind was hugging you in a protective embrace. You hear a soft, familiar whisper that never came from your head...°•

—"Well, well, my little fool... Forget this bullshit..." - Turning around, you seemed to see Adam... He was not there. But you saw how tenderly he looked at you with his amber eyes, when a trickle of blood was still slowly flowing from his nose.° - "...I've been gone for a long time, silly..." - He smiled sadly even though he was trying to cheer you up. Despite his physical absence, he will always be there.°✩﹏