Winter or spring
"Nat, tell me when did you started flirting with young girls who are not even teens?" Oliver blurted out, grabbing him from the collar and dragging Nat away from Kira, like an overprotective brother.
" What? What are you even talking about?" Nat almost spitted out blood hearing Oliver's allegations this one was way worse than being called old man. Does he look that kind?
"Let's talk outside, Nat." Oliver dragged him away with Kira watching from afar. Nat had no control except for being dragged out. Once they both were gone, the place turned quiet once again.
Azrael went straight to the shower. Tired from all the commotion happening. It's dreadful. Everyday a new drama and new secret is revealed. All she ever wanted was to live a normal life far away from this world. A human life with no struggle of fate and prophecy.