72. A box of moonlight.

"Rhydian, darling, what are you doing here?" Edith entered the office. The curtains were closed, making the room as dark as a cave. She had to walk with extra caution, avoiding trashed furniture and empty whiskey bottles.

"She wasn't there," a weak, tearful voice spat back. Edith froze in place, trying her best to find the large male somewhere in the room. Rhydian was not one to be lost in the cr