Chapter 40 Sing for me my dear.

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Let's be honest, the first thing you did when you got home was to drank a whole bottle of strong alcohol. You wanted to forget, if only for a few moments that day, just forget...

You knew the price you would pay would be a horrible headache the next day, but if you needed that to sleep and erase Angel's scathing words from your memory, you were willing to pay the price.

Your Shadow had taken care of you when you entered the apartment, first stopping you from drinking any more, and then, helping you to bed, ignoring your accusations and insults you hurled at him when you were drunk. Sometimes when you were delirious in your sleep It would try to reassure you by drawing circles on your back to try to calm you down. The idea of going to see Alastor to talk about what had happened had crossed its mind, but it was not a good solution... even talking with the shadow of that deer was not a good idea. Either way you were going to get angry. No, it was up to you to talk about it... not it.

The next day you had to face the effects of the hangover and your painful memories of that horrible day. But you didn't care.

Go back to work, you don't have time to have fun. You had to work... work... forget... and keep your promise...

And that's what you had done, after getting ready you went to see Orso at his bar to ask him if he could come to the hotel to take care of security. The bear accepted you in exchange for some money. However he had noticed that you were not looking very well. He tried to make you talk about it, but you refused.

You had neither the time nor the right to complain. You had to go back to work.

When you were gone, Orso just stared at you out of the corner of his eye while he cleaned the counter. He knew he couldn't do anything until you accepted his help. He knew all too well what would happen if he tried to talk to you.

He was always a good listener, but he was never a good counselor, or a good psychiatrist, so if he had forced you to talk to him about your problems, you would have been even harder on yourself. No, that was not his job.

However, deep down he hoped that Boris, or someone else, would take away this weight that was suffocating you.

You, on the other hand, had arrived at the hotel dragging your feet, you hadn't even noticed that Vox had tried to get your attention through several televisions that were on sale in a store. As for the demons that were in your way, they let you pass naturally, trembling with fear. Some would run away in the opposite direction, others would step aside because they were too terrified to run away.

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Once you arrived at the hotel, you greeted all the staff with a quick hello and then helped the princess to prepare the hotel decoration for the party.

Charlie was quite surprised by your silence at first, she had tried to get your attention with a funny little remark about all the colors of the decorations, however, you did not react.

"Y/N? "she asked.

"....mmh? " Your ears moved slightly when Charlie's voice broke the silence. "Oh, yeah, Charlie, what's going on?" You asked with a smile.

"Hum.... Are you okay? You've seemed to be somewhere else since you arrived. Did you have a bad night?"

You froze, then you put on a slightly more enthusiastic face. Well, looks like you were getting really easy to read it... heh... what a shame.

"Oh I'm unmasked" you laughed "Indeed I slept quite a bit, but don't worry, I'm just worried about the party, so much has happened, so I'm a bit stressed you see? »

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