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8- black wings

"Did you inject him with the medicine, Athena ?"

"Yeah, I did "

"Here I bought you a strawberry cake, " she said, putting the cake on the table. Nyx was laying on his bed watching the white ceiling, lost in his mind, watching the ceiling. He didn't answer her, instead, the silent has. He couldn't understand her deal. Was she not a psychotherapist? If it is.

When the hell she will start her session as the other one does? When she was here trying to get close to him and get his trust.

The man sat in silence, his eyes downcast and his mind lost in a labyrinth of thoughts. The air around him was heavy with unspoken words, suffocating in their weight. He had come to this prison seeking silence, not to be bothered by a stupid genius therapist.

The silence caressed their skins like a cool summer breeze, smoothing their souls, and taking away her jagged edges. It had been one hell of a rough day. He was still looking at the white ceiling ignoring all her tries. "Aah," she sighed and began
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