[𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍-𝐎𝐅𝐅]
Drug cases have spread around the city of Chicago like wildfire, and Mavis Loman has been tasked with finding the root of it all. However, there is just one man who knows the ins and outs of every crime as if he w...
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Thursday, November 30th
One month.
One whole month since Eros has been admitted into the hospital. My life has returned back to the way it was before, but it will never be the same.
I'm not the only one who feels this way. Finn, who's apartment I'm currently at, has been slowly adjusting to his situation. I've been trying to learn sign language so that I can talk to him without Sage having to sign for me, but it's a challenge.
I've been spending more time at their apartment than I have at my own. And it's embarrassing to admit, but I'm terrified of being there alone. I know that Eros cannot get to me now, but the feeling that he can still lingers.
The day after the incident, my apartment complex fixed the lock to the front door. That night as I tried to sleep, I eyed my bedroom door, expecting to see him appear before me again. Eventually I caved and went to the Hirai mansion to sleep. At least there I felt safer.
I hear the front door to the apartment beep, and Sage steps into the living space. In his hands are two take-out bags. I tap Finn and point towards his boyfriend to let him know that he's back.
Finn looks away from the TV. "Did you get everything okay?" he asks Sage, turning his head to see him.
Sage sets them on the island table before signing something back to him. I can barely make out what he's saying, but the only word I picked up was "yes".
The redhead starts to unpack the bags. "Mavis, I got you something too just in case."
For a while, Sage didn't speak to me. Especially after my decision to admit Eros instead of killing him like I had promised to. Once he cooled off, he understood my intentions.
Finn springs up off the couch and heads to the island table. He stands next to Sage, who puts a hand on his waist, pulling him close. The redhead watches as Finn sifts through the food to look for his.
I get up as well and sit at one of the stools. With my hand propped up on the table, I rest my chin on it. I watch them in awe of their relationship.
It seems that everyone around me has someone they can love like that in their lives. I'm the only one without that experience. Instead, I got traumatized by a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Once the food is out of the bags, I help the two of them take it all to the coffee table. We sit on the floor in front of the couch and I let the smell of the food fill my nose.
Finn told me before that this Ethiopian spot was the best. Judging by the smell, I can already tell that this is going to be the most amazing thing I've ever put in my mouth.
