Punishment...

   His face turned cold when she said that, and he gently removed her hand from his.

"She.."

He took some few steps backwards, and faced the wall, his heart racing.

"I want to believe that is a joke."

"Joke? Really? I would joke with your mother's death?"

He held his chest, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Wh.. how did it happen?" He bit his lips, 'Where is the body?" He managed to say.

"In her room," she palmed her face, and began to sob again.

He closed his eyes, and clenched his fists, how could she just have died like that?

   "Please leave," came the cold reply.

She raised her face, "What?"

"Just go. Please."

   "Why? Do you not feel grief?"

He clenched his fists till his knuckles turned white, "Please Nyx. I.."

  She walked towards him, and faced him,, "Why? For what reason? You just want me to leave?"

  "You would not understand," he said, his face blank.