Chapter 65

[1750 B.C.]Azrael's POV

"Azrael!" She screamed and my mind seemed about to explode, breathing became more and more complicated and when I tried to extend my hand in her direction, when I tried to reach her something shone in gold and a shining armor stepped on my foot.

"What a disappointment... brother" he said with that voice full of arrogance and I heard myself scream, I heard myself scream as she was torn from me as she was dragged away while...

I jumped out of bed again and felt the sweat come down my forehead.

Another nightmare.

"Shit..." I slid one of my hands across my face "again this shit..."

"Is it hard to sleep, brother?" Miguel’s voice made me get up quickly in a jolt "calm down, walk... it’s just me" he said in laughter. He was there, sitting in the window with his face against the wall.

"You seem to be doing well at work, since you have time to sleep like this" he spoke with that snobbish tone that made my stomach wrap.

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