246 Lazy Day Pt.4 (1/2)

[Alevian's Perspective]

I exited through the front door, gently closing the door behind me. Since Alvelyn will be home, I technically don't have to lock the door. This building has relatively good security, so home burglaries have never been an issue, but it never hurts to lock one's home doors.

I checked the message that Noah had sent me on my phone, confirming with the text what floor his place of residence was located on as I walked over to the elevator door and tapped gently on the touchscreen monitor beside the door. I touched my finger to the down prompt on the screen, and waited as the elevator started climbing to my floor.

I kept my eyes fixed on the digital display at the top of the elevator door that showed which floor the elevator was on, and watched as the number rapidly climbed to forty-eight. After about forty seconds or so, the door slowly slid open. The elevator was empty, which was to be expected during this time of the day. It is approaching noon on a weekday, so most people are out at work.

I boarded the elevator and chose the desired floor on the touchscreen within the elevator. The elevator door then slowly closed as it began the descent with a calming and melodic elevator music playing in the background with a digital monitor framed against the wall near the top of the elevator displaying the current temperature outside and the time of day.

I got off on the floor that Noah had messaged me about, and when I stepped out of the elevator, I looked around, taking in the layout of the unfamiliar floor. In this building, the upper levels have bigger houses, so two units per floor. But on the lower floors where the homes are smaller, there are three homes per floor. So, I checked my phone once again to make sure which door I was supposed to knock on.

”2902,” I muttered as I looked up from my phone and surveyed the hallway, searching for the digital doorplate that has the unit number displayed on it. With only three doors to look, it wasn't long before I found the door that I was searching for.

I walked up to the door and pressed the button to ring the doorbell. It didn't take long until there came the sound of slow footsteps coming from the opposite side of the door and for the door to swing open. It was Noah who had opened the door, and he greeted me with a carefree smile on his face.

”Finally here, huh?” he said as he stepped aside and allowed me to enter. ”Treat it like its your own home.”

”I won't be so reserved with you angels,” I said as I entered, taking off my shoes habitually by the door. Judging by the placement of the shoe cabinet by the door, it would appear that they have a custom of taking off their shoes in doors even though they are angels.

”If we don't take off our shoes,” Noah explained as if he was able to read my mind, ”Emilia would make us mop the floor.”

”So she mops the floor usually?” I glanced over at him and asked in a lazy manner.

”Yeah,” Noah sighed.

”That's because none of you will actually do it,” a familiar woman's voice said.

Looking over at the source of the voice, I saw once again the same mysterious figure of the female angel that was once assigned to me following Ralus. Upon seeing her, I recognized something different from her aura from before. It was more...human. In that empty expression characterized by a slight frown, I could sense something from it...Emotions...

”Welcome,” Emilia nodded and smiled slightly to greet me. ”Go have a seat.”

I looked over in the direction she turned her head in and saw the couches in the living room. Following her suggestion, I walked over and sat down. These couches...looking rather stylish in design, were rather comfortable.

”So,” I asked, ”why did you call me up here?”

”Well,” Noah said as he sat down in the other couch to my left. ”Don't you have any questions?”

I glanced over my shoulder and watched as Emilia walked around the couch with crossed arms before her chest and took a seat next to me, crossing her legs, which was rather weird to me for some reason as there were an open single couch to my right and opposite of Noah.

”I suppose Alevian here doesn't have anything in mind?” a man's voice said to my right, and when I glanced over, I realized that Ralus had taken a seat beside me to my right.

I also was perplexed by why he chose to sit next to me when there was an open single couch available, but I kept quiet. For some reason, I didn't awfully mind it. Emilia sitting to my left and Ralus sitting on my right, for some reason, it felt oddly nostalgic. Almost as if there was a comforting warmth in my heart.

”Just like old times?” Ralus looked past me and chuckled to Emilia.

Emilia didn't respond as she sat there with her eyes closed. However, I can swear I saw a slight reddening on her cheeks, almost as if she was...blushing.

Is she...embarrassed about something?

”So,” Ralus then looked over at me. ”You have any questions?”

”Well...” I creased my brows as I began searching my mind for something to inquire about. With nothing much on my mind other than the vision I was seeing lately, I decided to inquire about that. ”These days,” I said, beginning my question. ”Like...at the Asylum, when I was unconscious, I saw this...almost dreamlike vision. It was...so real, as if it's reality. What was it?”

”Visions?” Ralus smiled in a mysterious manner. However, I could tell that he seemed pretty satisfied for some reason.

”Yeah,” I nodded.

”You have any guesses?” Ralus asked me.

I stared into his different colored eyes, trying to decipher what it was that was on his mind. However, I was unable to get anything. It seems that I just simply cannot read what angels are thinking.

With a sigh, I gave up and decided to go along with him.

”In the vision...they called my name,” I started. ”And I also felt...emotions from it...Is the dream...a vision of my previous life?”

”Correct,” Ralus nodded.

”So that means...Muria was my wife?” I asked in an astonished manner.

”Yup,” Noah interjected. ”Does that change how you view her now?”