Chapter 108

The night spread out, the warm orange light gently shrouded the corridor. A tall figure appeared at the end of the corridor, his eyebrows and eyes filled with a touch of displeasure. Living with her for so long, he had become accustomed to her preparing warm water, fetching slippers, handing over his nightgown, making bitter coffee... An incredibly simple woman who, regardless of her method, couldn't bring out the flavor he wanted in the coffee. Still, he had gotten used to a tranquil figure in his room on lonely nights, either reading quietly or standing by the window overlooking the city lights and experiencing her subtle breath near his ear, and the faint scent at the tip of his nose. These things brought him peace, unlike today. She left him alone in the room. Tonight, his heart was somewhat restless, a strange unease that had only occurred when his brother passed away years ago. That night, he woke up, soaked in sweat from a nightmare, only to see a world shrouded in white, making