“Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.”
--Aristotle
Lance’s POV
When I got home, Evelyn was still sobbing and shaking. I put her to bed, tapped her on the back and soothed her as if she is a baby.
Seeing her helpless face made me feel like I was about to lose my breath because heartache.
"It's OK, baby. I'm always here." I said to Evelyn in a gentle voice.
After a while, Evelyn has calmed down. I put a cover on her body and prepared to go into the next room to call Mikael.
But as I was giong to leave, Evelyn clung to my clothes.
"Evelyn?"
Evelyn stretched her arms out from the covers and hugged my neck, saying in a voice that trembled slightly: "Did... Did I do something wrong?"
I hugged her back and told her: "You're a good girl.
