11- It's Happening

Eliza's POV;

Athena tried relentlessly to make me feel better, but it was of no use. I'm done with all the lies, all the hypocrisy, and fake love. I'm fed up with everyone and with everything.

I had to lie to her and fake a smile that I was okay, but deep down I knew that a massive bomb of desperation had exploded inside me.

She left a few hours ago, and now I'm on my way to Allen Avenue, number six. I'm going to see that old man, and he must help me.

I gulp down my fear as I ring the silver doorbell before me. The last time I was here, it was in the afternoon. Now that I'm here in the cold evening, it makes the hair on my skin rise.

I prefer not to spend another day of my life as the person I am right now. At least not without assurance that soon enough something I'm doing would yield me a tangible result.

The door slowly creaks open, and I swallow before walking in. Once again, the door shuts after me, and I close my eyes.

I look around the empty room before me and find that t