It was not a good night for any of them.

And tomorrow, it was too far.

Kain kept contemplating the next day, what would happen in a few hours, how was he supposed to stop it? How was Georgia going to intervene? His head spun from these thoughts, tired of pondering over and over.

His gaze fell on the bed. Lucy. Covers drawn over her naked body, her back turned to him. He assumed what she was thinking.

Everything, having to do with her disappointment and hatred for him. How exactly did he get here? Perhaps he needed to see Georgia tonight, but how? How would he accomplish that without...