The sun had already started to set as the cool evening breeze whispered through the garden. Lyla walked down the stone path of the garden,her arms holding her dress up to prevent it from getting dirty. Her hair was neatly braided and packed in a firm bun. The flowers she had ordered to be planted had already started to bloom, their petals glowed beautifully under the fading sunlight but she didn't care about them at the moment.
Something else bothered her. A certain someone was still on her mind. Someone who she needed at this moment.
Hades.
It's been more than a week since she met him that night and he hasn't visited her. She had spent nights staying awake, staring at her windows hoping that he'd climb through her windows. But with each passing day, her hope dwindled as he never came.
Why hasn't he visited her yet?
