C32 Trysts and Burning Embers: Chapter Nineteen

To the Pain

Absolute torture. Nothing else could describe the utter chill in the air. Normally the Oak Room’s dark-paneled walls gave the meeting place a warm, cozy feeling. Not today. Bastille Arms, while a treasure for its architecture and old-world class, was beginning to hold a lot of unpleasant memories for Haru. Like New Year’s Eve. Things had been finally going right