Chapter 40
Eve’s eyes opened. Not by choice. Her eyelids just lifted as if they were tired of being closed. There was no other reason for the action. Had she cared, she would’ve closed them back tight, but she simply felt nothing. There was a giant hole inside her; the blackness coated her mind and heart. She let it.
Lucien was kneeling in front of her, his lips moving, but she chose not to hear the words. Instead, she looked right through him. Afternoon sunlight filtered in through the window, stirring up dust motes into the air. They swirled and twirled, neither going up nor down.
There was a firm touch on her arm, but she didn’t flinch. Maybe Lucien should squeeze harder. If she had the strength, she would’ve asked him to squeeze until her bone snapped.
She quickly pushed this thoug
