CHAPTER 9

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There is always a reset button.

Life without Eos seems dull. Kitsu seems tired, and aloof all the time. She creeps out at night, coming back within two hours. I tailed her once, to find out that my almost nine year old daughter had been going to her mothers grave every night to talk to her. I would have cried right then and there, if it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't know that I was tailing her. I could feel Eos breathing down my neck and almost jumped, looking for my woman, to be found with the blankness of the air. Akina is either in her room, or outside. She comes back home from school to change, and heads right back out, either with her fencing equipment or her camera. I know I need to step up, but I just feel lost. When Eos was here, she would be standing by me, and be able to use that lovely brain of hers, to help them. All I can do is cook and clean, and wait outside the door like Anna to Elsa. Instead of asking if they want to build a snowman, I'm asking if they want their dad.

Eos seems to be slipping from the household, the air feeling sullen and lost without 'Seventeen' or 'Twice' being blasted from her study. It seems to feel like there's a hundred tons of concrete weighing us down, and chains are tethering us to this earth, restraining us when we don't want to be.

I find myself looking for a sign that this is a dream. I want this to be a dream. I would sell my kidney or my heart, just to see my Eos one more time. I need her now, and I won't ever not need her, so I'm hoping, praying to my parents ancestors, praying to Eos' ancestors, that this is a dream, a nightmare, that I'll wake up to see Eos again sleeping next to me. This is a nightmare, and I want to wake up from it so that I can reset. 

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