Samael was driving; he was about to reach the town, although he was aware that he couldn't enter with that truck as it would draw attention since it had a broken window. Besides, at the moment, that vehicle was evidence connecting them to Michael's body, which Samael hadn't had time to hide. Samael tightened his grip on the steering wheel as he remembered the scene he encountered upon arrival. Seeing the young woman so defenseless ignited a side of him that he believed was extinguished, but as he spent more time with Abby, it seemed that the protective side of him was growing stronger. But he wouldn't dwell on it; right now, he didn't want to feel guilty because guilt always kept him away from that human, and now he wanted to be by her side.
Abby's crying caught his attention. He quickly
