While all this was happening, Stanley Batton had just returned home again. Xyla was watching television, her legs crossed as she held a large pack of chips in her arms.
On her, was a set of aqua green, casual Hanfu styled clothes made with real silk. White laces were adorned around the hem, the cuffs, and even her trousers. The combination made her skin look white as snow.
She didn’t have any makeup on and her long, black, curly hair casually lay on her shoulders. She could have been mistaken as a goddess who had accidentally fallen from the heavens.
Stanley silently approached before sitting down next to her. “Why haven’t you gone to bed?”
“Hmm… Not sleepy yet.”
“Didn’t the doctor tell you to get more rest?”
“I’ve been resting on the bed most of the time. It’s boring and unpleasant when I have to do it for long hours at a time. I just want to watch some television for a while,” Xyla said as she smiled.
Her eyes moved past him and onto the clock hanging on the wall. An hour and a half had passed since he left, but to her, it felt like a century had come and gone.
Whenever he wasn’t around, the whole house felt empty to her.
Even if he wasn’t doing anything, his presence was enough to make the entire house feel different.
“I think I’ll be going to bed now. You get some rest too.” She then switched the television off as she organized her thoughts before ascending the stairs.
She didn’t dare to sit alone with him. She was afraid that her mind would wander too far off again.
He furrowed his eyebrows as he watched her go up the stairs. He watched her back disappear in silence before falling into deep thought once again.
Though she was being polite and gentle, he knew it was all just a façade. There was something about her that was still off to him.
Her politeness almost felt alienating to him.
***
Xyla tossed and turned in her sleep throughout the night. It was three in the morning when she was finally able to get some sleep.
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