CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

A week had passed since Luna moved in with Zeno, and it felt like she was in a repetitive circle. It felt like her days were just going round and round without any changes. Every day was the same, she'd watch him leave for work, sometimes she'd even go with him to his office, claiming she'd be of help to him, and she was. She helped brighten up his days, but the nights were never changing.

The days he didn't come home drunk, he'd go straight to the mini bar and get himself wasted. She'd watch him walk around the house in his drunken state, till he eventually finds his way to his room, there, he'd lay and fall asleep, and she'd watch him mumbling and muttering the name of the one he longed for.

No matter how much she tried, she could fill his days, she could always try and help him take his mind off his dead wife, but when the night came, it was a completely different story.