They say every morning accompanies something new. But when I woke up, I didn't felt so. Everything was same. I was still on the floor, against the wall where I had fallen asleep all night. I didn't had any blanket over me neither was Matthew beside me. He must have woken up early because I heard the sound of water running down. Must be bathing. Yesterday felt like a vivid dream, everything was still clear to me. Darkness. My nightmares, my pain and our conversation. Who knew Lucian Matthew was capable of saying things he did yesterday. He had smiled yesterday, he even laughed with me and everything felt like a dream.
He didn't felt like an assassin when we shared a conversation last night. He felt like a normal person. Or maybe whom I saw yesterday was just a glimpse of what Lucian Matth
