Chapter Thirty-Four

“You have softened up, my friend! I was right all along,” I chuckled, seeing the hard look on his face. “What happened with the company back then?” I left and burrowed myself away from the world about a month after I lost her.

“I had time to learn, Vlad, but I’m no saint either. On the day that girl stumbled inside my shop, trying to run away from some punks, she taught me a lot.” He sighed as remembering the day, then faced me. “And I had a hard time bringing her up. She was hurt beyond repairs.” He cut the conversation once she was back. She will open up to you. We’ll talk about London in a few.

“Did you find everything, pumpkin?”

“I’m sorry for the mess.” The tiredness in her voice just reminded me it was my fault, and I needed to make it up to her somehow. This Alizandra differed from her past selves, but the softness was there in her eyes, even when she passed by me, wearing defiance in them, as much as concern. She worried about me, despite the anger, and that put my demon at eas