Chapter 332 – Final Decision
On that same night, while Cassius officially began the First Draft of his Short Story he didn't have a name for yet, Raven and Anesthesia were walking down the street.
They didn't have any particular direction to go, and neither of the two actually cared about that, in fact.
Raven was happy to be with Anesthesia, alone, though he couldn't help but feel that the night was not going to be an easy one.
Anesthesia simply was not in the mood. And that was nothing new. She had scarcely been in the mood since her meeting with Emrys.
Stress upon stress, with no end in sight. Her mother no longer answered her calls, while her own sister hadn't even read her message days after she sent it.
Anesthesia was slowly getting angry. And that anger was being fueled by a situation that had stretched on for far too long.
She had had enough.
"Choose." Anesthesia said in a direct, cold tone, her purple eyes glowing coldly in the darkness.
