Chapter150
#Chapter150
Ajax’s POV
I had been abandoned yet again. My heart was quiet again, like the quietness after a storm. My stomach was hurting, like all the butterflies just died.
You said I look like an angel. Well, now I know that under the veil of love, angels go through hell too. The rest of the days, I spent alone in that cottage, looking outside at the pretty sky which did not look that pretty anymore. I waited for him, me, an abandoned boy in an abandoned village where I lived in self isolation. But I believed one day, he would come back.
I sighed.
Why am I the type of person that still believes someone is a good person even when they've shown me in every way that they're not?
I hear the creaks of boots on the wooden floor, /"Ajax,/" I hear my name and I recognize the voice even before turning my face to him.
/"Finally, I found you. Come now, we are going home,/"
I look at my golden shackles, wondering...