, Chapter 22

The sky parted away for the new day, and the sun revealed itself in full glory. The first sun penetrated Rey's eyes, waking him. He weakly raised his palm to shield his face from the harsh burning of the sun and rolled on the bed.

Rey kept rolling, hoping to get a few hours' rest, but he couldn't. Though it had been a hectic day for him, the best thing he needed was a great sleep to recover his vitality, but he couldn't. After several minutes of failed options, he got up from the bed.

Rey walked to the closet, picked up a black singlet, and strode to the door. He placed his hand on the oak door, getting ready to push it when the door was opened from outside. Garry walked in, and blocked his exit.

Rey didn't need to ask; he knew what he came for. He wanted to apologize because of what happened last night.

"I need to feed my horse," he said, trying to walk past him. Yet, Garry didn't bulge.

He responded, "I did it already."

"I need to tend to the wo