NIRELLE

A few days have passed, and everything seems too quiet, almost too calm. Breakfast is done with Lucien avoiding my eyes as much as possible, and Theo has not been home. Lucien had said he was working on a project that would require him to spend a few more weeks with a crazy schedule. It makes me think of him; if he were going to work like Theo, then it meant he would have been so busy with work I wouldn't have gotten to see him.

I wonder if it would have been a good thing or if the pain in my heart at the thought of it was...