Chapter Thirteen

We stayed outside for a moment, after painting and laughing at Axl's jokes, we lay down on the ground. Looking at the sky and the clouds, one next to the other holding hands.

—Hey look, that cloud is shaped like a...cloud. —Axl pointed to a cloud.

I laughed and gently hit his arm, I often hit him hard but now something prevented me from doing so, just...being with him and allowing myself a moment of peace.

—Axl, how did your training go? —I turned my head to look at him, but it seems that part of that question made him uncomfortable, I felt his hand lightly tighten on mine.

—It...it was fine. —he said in a dry tone.

Not very convinced, I held on to my elbow to look at him better. —Did something happen? Did they do something to you? —I asked worried.

—No, they didn't do anything to me, it's...it's that I faced Jacob and...I destroyed him. —he confessed bluntly.

—Why did you do it? —I murmured.