64. Tears of Two Hearts

Velia had just finished a late lunch. The sun had descended to welcome the afternoon, and the lingering pain made her almost sleep throughout the day.

The ache persisted. Velia's steps were somewhat unsteady as she intended to return to her room. She walked slowly and found Lucas's presence.

“Why are you home already when it's not yet office hours?”

Velia furrowed her brow and looked at Lucas, puzzled. His appearance was disheveled. No black suit, part of his shirt was out of his pants, shirt sleeves haphazardly rolled up to the elbows, and a loosely tied tie around his collar.

“Luc!”

Velia's readiness was caught in her throat. Lucas's messy appearance was nothing compared to the bandage on his forehead.

Velia approached Lucas. Her hand rose and grabbed his face in panic. A clear look of concern radiated from her eyes.

“What happened, Luc? What happened to you?” Velia asked, searching and worrying if there were other injuries.