Irene sat on her kitchen counter with the lights all out and the house shrouded in darkness, holding a half-empty bottle of red wine. She did not even bother to turn on the lights because she wanted to be completely alone with her thoughts. The only light in the room came from the moon outside the window, casting creepy shadows across the floor. She took another long sip straight from the bottle, not even caring that a little bit of wine spilled down her chin. She wiped it away with the back of her hand and stared into the darkness.
There had to be a reason why Aziel was acting so weird lately. It was driving her crazy trying to figure it out. Everything had changed so fast, and she hated being left in the dark.
