Chapter Eighteen

　(Lazarus)

Where was she? Church was finished hours ago. I did not want to spend any alone time with Abigail if it could be helped.

Abigail walked into the room, a smirk on her face, “Afternoon, how is my patient this fine day?” She asked.

“You’re awfully chipper, aren’t you?” I grumbled, disappointed it wasn’t Amaya.

“Yes, my beautiful granddaughter has met a wonderful man and is on a walk with him as we speak.” She practically singed her eyes, watching me closely.

I fisted my hands, trying not to show any emotion. “If Sin is with her again, I swear I will.”

“You will what?” She dared me. “Hurt him, kill him, you would hurt her to get what you want, wouldn’t you?” She accused. “That is exactly why she won’t pick you. You are selfish and are only out for yourself.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Isn’t it though? You don’t see how she feels or even care to ask. You just see her as a prize to be obtained when she is so much more than that.”