She was watching a nature program on eagle's she found among the files Natalie had sent her. Strange how she knew it wasn't something she normally enjoyed watching. After seeing the eagle soar in the sky that one time, she found the program fascinating.
Larz should come off duty any time now. About a month ago, he'd come home bruised and bloodied. The kind of injuries he had, had been made by someone out to kill him. Did the Zyrgins fight each other like that? She had the awful feeling that Larz was the only one subjected to such treatment. He refused to tell her what was happening and she lived in fear of him coming home too injured to recover. He'd become her whole world.
He walked in and she relaxed when she saw he was uninjured. She stared up at him, an eerie silence settled over the sterile living room. Sometimes she thought she saw thinly veiled contempt in his gaze.
"Do you hate me?"
"No."