Douglas sat haphazardly on the chair, spreading out his arms like he was about to be crucified. On a hand is a bottle of wine. He was in his chambers, trying to get over his depressive state of mind.

　　He would have never thought Miranda's death would get to him this much. Douglas had been happy and felt fulfilled sending down Mark's fur to Dylan. But to his own disappointment, he has been secretly mourning Miranda.

　　This is what they did call love then. Despite ...