Chapter 80 - "What Kind Of Heart Wound Is This?"

[Epilogue - Evgeny Grinko🎶] 

There's a stain of blood over there.

The memory of the day you slapped me. 

There is some loneliness in my soul, 

mostly snow.

What kind of black soul is this?

You did not hold them 

while my hands were cold.

I couldn't understand,

was I worthless?

There's a burn over there.

Poor of the day I deceived you.

I have a little blood on my hands, 

mostly love.

What kind of heart wound is this?

*

When my crying finally stopped, I got up from Behemoth's lap and, after wiping my eyes, I headed for the door of the room. I opened the door completely and I was pointing the living room with my hand. When Behemoth rolled his eyes and stood up, without even looking at my face, he left my room and went to the outside door and closed the door hard behind him. I didn't care where he was going or what he was going to do, because my instincts were whispering to me that I could call him whenever I wanted.