LUKAN.

I was thinking Merida might say something else, but her look said it all. She couldn't hold my gaze any longer, pretending she saw nothing. She forced out a smile when Zayna turned to look at her, the fried chicken still in her hands and I was still chewing slowly.

"Good morning Merida." Zayna greeted cheerfully as if they have known themselves for years. " Hope you slept well?"

Merida gave a small nod , and we could hear feet coming down the stairs, it was Lemuel. He saw Merida and I watched as a smile lit up his face as if he had been dying to see her,...