Zillon stepped inside of his house, wearing the gold bracelet Celeste had gotten him around his wrist. He had taken it off a while ago because everytime he looked at it, it made him more anxious to find her, but now that he'd found her, it felt like it belonged around his wrist.
It was suppose to be a gift that marked forever and yet just after he received it, Celeste and him were torn apart...how tragic...
Sighing, he pocketed his hands, stepping into the living room where Fredd and Liam sat, watching the television. He snorted, grabbing their attention immediately.
"You're back, I see."
Zillon nodded at Liam. "Yes...you guys can take your leave now."
"But y—"
"I'm okay, the pain's gone now and I don't think it'll be back anytime soon...I want to be alone...I wish to speak to her..
