Chapter 45

In the days that followed after Bellatrix's death, everywhere was gloomy. The clouds above were dark from the continuous days of rain that had fallen. In the head office of Aetherion, the mood was just the same, dark and gloomy and Kane, who had just walked in early, could feel the suffocating tension in the room. It was as if Bellatrix had taken all liveliness with her when she died and even Cillian wasn't an exception to that effect. For the past few days, the air around him had been so tense, Kane had found it hard to be around him. The employees of Aetherion had suffered their own equal share of the tragic aftermath as Cillian would either snap at the slightest of mistakes or completely ignore anyone who attempted to speak to him. His mood had progressed so bad till the point that when Kane tried bringing him his breakfast or lunch, he'd simply wave him off, and ask him to leave it at some random location and end up not eating it. "You're going to starve at this rate," He muttered,