author's note.

I didn't know as to how I had even the strength to say such words to him. Just by the look on his face I wanted to crawl up to Satan's own abode on my knees. I already knew I was going to do it when a tear managed to escape from his reddened, dull eyes. I saw him sharply taking in a breath, as he looked at me, the look on his face transforming from grieve to pure animosity.