Chapter 20: Puppets and Marionettes

"That's it, Cleo Martinez."

The last drop of rain has come and the sky started to clear up. It revealed the fresh clear blue sky of the morning as the darker ones rolled over and replaced it with much whiter, softer, and lovely clouds. 

The wound on the left forehead of Cleo Martinez ached as she listened to Astolfo's lecture. 

A shard found its way on Cleo's head. It was just a small cut on the forehead and Ace already apologized for it even though he doesn't need to, but he insisted because he forgot to cover her head when he was dealing with the window shards too. 

They pulled on a hospital where they were treated and he was probably asleep in his room by now, Cleo was in another room when she was summoned to the rooftop by Astolfo by a nurse with a strange clipboard.

Despite  what had happened that night, it was written in his eyes that he obviously wouldn'tand couldn't bought it. He balled his f