"When did you start smoking ?"
As soon as he walked into the study room, he was embraced with thick smoke that made Ethan almost unoticeable behind the thick curtains of smoke. If he hadn't been told by a maid who served some coffee earlier that her master was in the study room, he probably wouldn't have believed that the person who was smoking was Ethan. Although he had already guessed from the tobacco smell on him, witnessing it was even more shocking.
The Ethan that he knew wouldn't touch these things in the past, but it was different today. He came to realise that not only was Hazel suffering all these years, but Ethan had probably gone through some form of torture himself. Gilles sighed and sat opposite Ethan who had just snuffed his cigarette, the window was open to refresh the stu
