| emma’s pov |
“Was there anything… odd about Tabitha, perhaps?” I asked Vicky, my hands clutching the new books she gave me. They were other works of Tabitha, maybe I would find something there. But it would be better to ask Vicky, herself.
She shook her head, her finger tapping on her chin as she thought long and hard. “Nothing, Emma. Well, except for her… love for Luke, which was… odd. Very, very odd. She’s never been so obsessed over someone before.”
I nodded, understandingly. That was true, why would someone as silent and reserved as Tabitha suddenly go nuts over a guy, whom she just met?
Hugging Vicky, I thanked her and went on my way home, thinking carefully about what I just realized.
Others were after Luke.
But then, why were they after him?
Luke was just a quiet boy. I don
