Gloom

Chapter 316

“I can't stand this anymore, Amy,” Nat said in a whisper, before lifting the beer bottle to his mouth and taking a long sip. She had her head resting on one hand, with her elbow on the table and restlessness etched on her features.

From my distance—in front of her—I could see how her lips tightened in a trembling grimace, full of grief. In the center of my torso, something squeezed painfully.

I put a hand to my mouth and, almost unconsciously, bit my nails, a terrible habit that I thought I had overcome a couple of years ago, but at that moment I couldn't help it. I needed to focus my unease on something, anything, because I really felt like I was about to go crazy.

That day, when Azazziel took me to see the eclipse on the beach, I had thought that he would stay with me... Or, at least, that he wouldn't leave so quickly again. But it was not like that. She took me home, perhaps much later than I usually arrived, but, in the end—and although I protested a lot—I didn't spend that night