(Karsten)
"Let me come with you," I offered, knowing she would decline.
"No need, I am going with Caysir." Her voice seemed determined and yet hollow. Adjusting her scarf, she moved away from me and towards the door. She seemed to be carrying the weight of the whole world on her dainty shoulders, but not for long.
Getting up, I followed behind her and watched her leave with Caysir.
Once they were gone, I called Asbela and informed her.
"I am heading out for some work. Serve dinner to Ma and tell her not to wait up. I will be late."
"Yes, Sir," she politely answered.
Once she had disappeared into the kitchen, with quick pace, I arrived at my secret room. Excitement bubbled in my heart as I opened the closet and chose a leather jacket and skin-tight jeans.
This look will be perfect. I had to hide my eye colour, so I opted for blue lenses.
Extracting them from their container, I put them on, one by one and hid away the blackness of my eyes.
