The Legend Of Rayden Arsenio

Chapter 58: A Rough Morning

Rayden tossed and turned in his sleep, lost in a swirl of memories. He dreamed of his family, the ache of missing them cutting deep.

In his dream, he wandered through the halls of his childhood home, reliving moments of laughter and love. His parents' smiles and the sound of their voices filled the air, while his siblings' playful antics danced around him.

But even in this dream, there was a sense of emptiness. The warmth of his family's presence only served to highlight the loneliness of his waking life.

When Rayden woke up in the morning, he dragged himself out of bed. By five fifteen, he had already tidied up, neatly making the bed and putting away the sheets.

After cleaning up, he grabbed a broom and swept the living room, chasing away the dust that had settled overnight. He threw open the windows, letting in the fresh air of the early morning.

Thinking of leaving a note, he rummaged through drawers and cabinets, searching for a pen and paper. But to his frustration, he came up em