Plates and utensils keep clashing into each other as Edric kept dunking them on each other without sparing the dishes he was doing at a glance. "Screw this." He was so upset he slammed a dish into the wall, shattering the dish to tiny pieces. "What is it?" Elyssa's mother said walking to the kitchen as fast as she could even if she was slow and looked sick and fatigued.
"I am so sorry mother, I didn't mean to scare you or act irrational. I was just frustrated and angry at myself." He explained while running his hands through his rough and unkempt hair. He had become a shadow of himself ever since he lost Elyssa. "Come here" she replied with a sigh as she opened her arms wide enough to accommodate the fiery and rough Edric. "Do not be sad Edric, it will be fine very soon. I can feel it in
