With the prince standing right in front of her Sabrina felt her heart flutter a little. They never really had closure on their relationship. Sabrina fiddled her fingers as she held her purse in her hands.
She wondered what Lincoln was thinking. Seeing her after so many years. With how tightly he clung onto the new girl Sabrina could easily guess that Lincoln had moved on. He held her with so much love and with such possessiveness. Not only that, but his eyes also held some sort of anger. Almost hatred towards her. Which made Sabrina cower. She wasn't jealous or anything. In fact, she was far from that. Seeing how naive Abby was made her worry. Lincoln was a ticking time bomb. And she had failed to warn her fellow human of his manic ways.
'What are you doing here?' the prince asked first.
