Out of the second world

Bella woke up with the widest smile she was physically able to perform and a giddy attitude, her face so refreshed and dazzling she seemed to shine despite the fact that she wasn't wearing any make up. The rest wore different expressions on their faces, from the troubled maids up to the awkward Tate who avoided Uriel at all costs.

"You don't need to explain anything, in fact, I beg you not to do it." Tate voiced out.

"Seriously, Uriel, he's her brother. You can't keep pushing things like this." Medusa scolded with her usual tenderness, though Uriel could somewhat feel the distance between them.

"Just stop bragging, ok? Kissing and telling is just not right." Kalos snorted with a hint of envy. The fact that Bella was a with didn't take anything from her beautiful appearance.

"But..." Uriel couldn't find the words to make things less awkward and soon realized it was better to limit himself to only speak when spoken to.